Behind the Glass
Pressed against the glass, your bleeding heart
But I knew you, I knew you'd come apart
You sat down to see with your fragile heart
But I knew you, I knew you'd fall apart
And what is authenticity? (you dig into the deep)
For we crave it down on bruised knees (lie with the wounds beneath)
And we call out remembering (the silences between)
For a time that will never be again (you and me)
(Me)
Oh, behind the glass is something
But it might not be what you're wanting
You sat down to see, a curious heart
But I never knew that you would come apart this way
Holding in your hands your bleeding heart
But I never thought that you would fall apart this way
And what is authenticity? (you dig into the deep)
For we crave it down on bruised knees (lie with the wounds beneath)
And we call out remembering (the silences between)
For a time with a pulse and that bleeds (you and me)
For a time that will never be again (you and me)
For a time with a pulse and that bleeds (you and me)
For a time that will never be again (you and me)
Well, behind the glass is something
But it might not be what you're wanting
But I knew you, I knew you'd come apart
You sat down to see with your fragile heart
But I knew you, I knew you'd fall apart
And what is authenticity? (you dig into the deep)
For we crave it down on bruised knees (lie with the wounds beneath)
And we call out remembering (the silences between)
For a time that will never be again (you and me)
(Me)
Oh, behind the glass is something
But it might not be what you're wanting
You sat down to see, a curious heart
But I never knew that you would come apart this way
Holding in your hands your bleeding heart
But I never thought that you would fall apart this way
And what is authenticity? (you dig into the deep)
For we crave it down on bruised knees (lie with the wounds beneath)
And we call out remembering (the silences between)
For a time with a pulse and that bleeds (you and me)
For a time that will never be again (you and me)
For a time with a pulse and that bleeds (you and me)
For a time that will never be again (you and me)
Well, behind the glass is something
But it might not be what you're wanting
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Writer(s): Emily Jane White
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