Glass Houses

They talk of glass houses

Well I built a crystal cathedral

And I took my stones to the rooftop

To play target practice with people

I was to young to know the difference

I was just following orders

When the glass shattered around me

I learned a good lesson about my disorder

I thought I was happy

I said all the right things

I naively believed that my ship couldn't sink

But it did

You got hung up on the outside

You fake like you're living the good life

But death and decay on the inside

Just add pride and hate to your long list of crimes

Somewhere deep down you know the difference

Between love and following orders

But if the chorus I sing is offensive

It's proof that you've yet to address your disorder

You thought you was happy

You said all the right things

You naively believed that your ship couldn't sink

But it did

You thought you were God and

Judge of all of your friends and

You naively believed that your ship couldn't sink

But it did

Grace comes to those who wait

Comes to those who pray

Through tears they'll sing

We'll all sing

We thought we was happy

We said all the right things

We naively believed that our ship couldn't sink

But it did

We thought we were God and

Judge of all of our friends and

We naively believed that our ship couldn't sink

But it did

Oh, it did

Oh, it did