These Glass Houses
I disappeared, did you go looking for me?
Hide and seek wasn't the game I thought it'd be
I'm sorry, I'm not home, leave a message
No matter what you've heard, I'm not dead
I see the white horse you come riding in
Sword drawn, raise it high in the sky and then
Fight the wars you didn't realize were over
And when you saw me in the shadows you wouldn't go there
How I wanted your applause
These glass houses have cut me one too many times
Every stone thrown pushed by irony's eyes
I need something a little more solid
Than these glass houses
I see the way you built yourself around me
Free ride to your significance
But if love was constant, not a graven image
I resolve to never care the way that you did
These glass houses have cut me one too many times
Every stone thrown pushed by irony's eyes
I need something a little more solid
Than these glass houses
How I wanted your applause
How I wanted your applause
I don't want it anymore
These glass houses have cut me one too many times
Every stone thrown pushed by irony's eyes
I need something a little more solid
Than these glass houses
I need something a little more solid
Than these glass houses
Hide and seek wasn't the game I thought it'd be
I'm sorry, I'm not home, leave a message
No matter what you've heard, I'm not dead
I see the white horse you come riding in
Sword drawn, raise it high in the sky and then
Fight the wars you didn't realize were over
And when you saw me in the shadows you wouldn't go there
How I wanted your applause
These glass houses have cut me one too many times
Every stone thrown pushed by irony's eyes
I need something a little more solid
Than these glass houses
I see the way you built yourself around me
Free ride to your significance
But if love was constant, not a graven image
I resolve to never care the way that you did
These glass houses have cut me one too many times
Every stone thrown pushed by irony's eyes
I need something a little more solid
Than these glass houses
How I wanted your applause
How I wanted your applause
I don't want it anymore
These glass houses have cut me one too many times
Every stone thrown pushed by irony's eyes
I need something a little more solid
Than these glass houses
I need something a little more solid
Than these glass houses
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Writer(s): Marcus Lawrence Hathcock
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