Jonathan:  I was the boy unwanted, a prisoner I'm born to them  My brother was the one, that couldn't do no wrong  And I was there dying in the shadow of him    Jonathan to his father:  Red, crimson red, am I the invisible boy?  Feel the strap, cross my back  Yeah I'm the new whipping boy    Who am I - the orphan son you would never need?  Who am I - cause I'm the boy only the mirror sees  Who am I - the slave you gave just the air I breathe?  Who am I - cause I'm the boy only the mirror sees    Jonathan:  Oh I got the same old reruns, horror movies in my head  And I can't rest, the scare me to death  But if I'm not alive, how can I be dead?    Jonathan to his father:  Red, crimson red, am I the invisible boy?  Feel the strap, cross my back  Yeah I'm the new whipping boy    Jonathan to the mirror:  Oh, why me?    The mirror:  Why him    Jonathan:  Can you tell me?    The mirror:  It's confession again?  Come talk to me, I see in your eyes  Titantic misery, ashamed that you're alive  I'm the face that you see  When the face isn't yours  I'm the mirror my boy    Some people never go crazy  What truly boring lives they must lead  Is there no love to shelter me?  Only love, love sets me free