Here's Looking At You, Kid

Disassemble me, put me back how I would rather be and tear me apart
Start with my lungs and end with my heart.
I never wanted to turn out like you did.
But I guess I have no choice because I'm already there.
I know that this is not right, and I know what has been said.
So, here's looking at you, kid.
This bogus sunrise shows what's in your eyes.
Wait up, this will be enough I see how this resembles me.
Man in the mirror,
Help me see clear and if you have to, well disassemble me.