glass houses Lyrics by Saint Harison
I ain’t no liar
But I said that we just grew apart
Don’t know why I protect you
Like old memories in a box
But we all live in glass houses, don’t we?
And I’ve been hurting lately
Throwing stones that I can’t take
And I could really hurt you, baby
But hurting you won’t make me okay
Blood on my fingers
On all of my bracelets and rings
My only reminder
Why me and you ain’t nothing more than friends
‘Cause we all live in glass houses, don’t we?
And it’s kinda crazy
How we carry our pride to the grave
And I could really hurt you, baby
But hurting you won’t make me okay
Ooh, oh-oh, oh
Sometimes the sun goes down
On a love that’s fought too long
Gotta find inner peace
That’s what I do believe
I could really hurt you, baby
Make all the same mistakes that you’ve been making
Do all the things that really drive you crazy
Move the way you did when you betrayed me
And even though I could hurt you, babe
Hurting you won’t make it okay
