Music: Keaton Prescott/Jason Aalon
I've got a pain in my chest
That resembles the knife you put in my back
And if I had a pretty dime
For every last fvcking time you left me like this
Fvck up my life
And I want it
Tear me inside
And I need it all
I wonder why
I'm all alone
We're throwing stones
In the glass house of our heads, heads
Through the cracks all the pain
That's pouring in on me
It never ends
I can't say, certainly
That we'll make it out unscathed
We're throwing stones in the glass house of our heads
It never ends
Wouldn't it be so splendid
If I could attend my own goddamn funeral
See the faces of horror when I show up
As the best dressed demented soul
Let's get fvcking loud
Let's get fvcking loud
We're throwing stones
In the glass house of our heads, heads
Through the cracks all the pain
That's pouring in on me
It never ends
I can't say, certainly
That we'll make it out unscathed
We're throwing stones in the glass house of our heads
It never ends
Loud