| Glass Houses And The Visibility Factor | ||||||||||||||||||||||
| It's just six or seven till it's Half past eleven And I've been cruising to all the places That she and I wouldn't go If shit hadn't fallen And I hadn't been walled in To castles and dragons in her Her selfish and stupid fairy tales It's not that I'm looking for Something to do (It's just that I'm looking for Someone to do) and Chorus: If I wanted to break away Would your heart of glass Stand up to its fate? Well dinner and Grace were nothing More than escapes and Whatever you family asks, tell them To hold the silverware (for me) And if I were to reach I'd remind her of beaches and Cold strippers in coats that are Warmer than her smile (You have a You have a smile) It's not that I'm trying to Reach out and touch you (It's just that I'm trying To get in and fuck you) and Chorus: If I wanted to break away Would your heart of glass Stand up to its fate? She couldn't see me through tears in her eyes And it was killing me - But she was the only one dying Would you throw stones? Would you break bones? Or would you just dance, dance (Take it all off) Could you just dance, dance? (Take it all off) Chorus: And when I tried to break away Her heart of glass couldn't Stand up to its fate She couldn't see me through tears in her eyes And it was killing me - But she was the only one dying (She, she) She was the only one dying |
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