You try to justify, but I can't even barely recognize My own recourse This is your sacrifice, but who are they to Come beneath your lies Throw down your sword Walking through a glass door I stare Walking through a glass It's clear
I'm always mystified, but I can't even barely recognize I can't imagine why, but who are you to come beneath my lies Lay down your swords
Walking through a glass door, we stand Walking through a glass door, were free We turn and go without saying a word
