Glass House - Lost Arts

Never tell me the way

In fact, never speak to me again

I don’t like the way you’re posing

You do it over and over

«That can’t be what I said»

It goes right over my head

There’s broken glass all around your feet

You’re so unaware, you’re bleeding

Tell me when your Glass House is

Ready for throwing stones

Cause I don’t think you understand how

They Lie to you cause you ask them to

Tell me when your glass house is

Ready for throwing stones

Cause I don’t want to follow suit no

You’re house of cards, we’ll blow it over

You’re renting Space inside my head

Returning the same way you left

I never needed it anyway

I never needed it anyway

I’m Sick and tired of you victim

I know your heart is bleeding

That’s what happens when you cut yourself

You’re never Sober, it’s over you say

Tell me when your Glass House is

Ready for throwing stones

Cause I don’t think you understand how

They Lie to you cause you ask them to

Tell me when your glass house is

Ready for throwing stones

Cause I don’t want to follow suit no

You’re house of cards, we’ll blow it over

Tell me when your Glass House is

Ready for throwing stones

Cause I don’t think you understand how

They Lie to you cause you ask them to

Tell me when your glass house is

Ready for throwing stones

Cause I don’t want to follow suit no

You’re house of cards, we’ll blow it over