Don't look at me that way
We've all seen better days
At least now you know where I stand
I can keep a secret if you can?
Wide awake and almost dead
No more room inside my head
If this is all I have left
Then let me lay these tired eyes to rest
I've been throwing stones from my glass house
Shutting you out, maybe I should just shut my mouth
I've been throwing stones from my glass house
Maybe I should shut my mouth?
I've got a head full of chemicals
Mouth full of ridicule
So cynical (it's criminal)
If only I could dream in a little less colour
Maybe I would sleep for a little bit longer
Head full of memories may be the death of me
Seeing everything I'll never be
Maybe I would sleep for a little bit longer
If I could dream in a little less colour
Where will I be waking up tomorrow?
On the wrong side of my head again?
Just another bitter pill to swallow
Running from the footsteps
Running from it all
I've been throwing stones from my glass house
Shutting you out, maybe I should just shut my mouth
I've been throwing stones from my glass house
Maybe I should shut my mouth?
Now that's off my chest
Tell me is this all that I have left
Just let me lay my tired eyes to rest
I've got a head full of chemicals
Mouth full of ridicule
So cynical (it's criminal)
If only I could dream in a little less colour
Maybe I would sleep for a little bit longer
Head full of memories may be the death of me
Seeing everything I'll never be
Maybe I would sleep for a little bit longer
If I could dream in a little less colour
I've got a head full of chemicals
Mouth full of ridicule
If only I could dream in a little less colour
Maybe I would sleep for a little bit longer
Head full of memories may be the death of me
Maybe I would sleep for a little bit longer
If I could dream in a little less colour
Dream in a little less colour
(Wide awake and almost there)
Just another bitter pill to swallow
(Wide awake and almost there)
Maybe I should shut my mouth?