picture yourself in a room full of broken glass
the pieces you can't put back
a little white light in a sea gone black
my head is the room and the room's full of broken glass
breaking my heart in all the right ways and
breaking my heart and breaking my chains and
i'm a cynic i told you i fear what i don't believe
i don't know what this is but this is a different beast
i check the lock on the door three times
can't put my faith in what i can't describe
breaking my heart in all the right ways and
breaking my heart and breaking my chains and
take me home when i lost myself
love me better than i love myself
well my head is the room and the room's full of broken glass
take me home when i lost myself
well my head is the room and the room's full of broken glass
the pieces i can't put back
breaking my heart in all the right ways and
breaking my heart and breaking my chains and
breaking my heart in all the right ways and
breaking my heart and breaking my chains and