E C#m F#m E

Living in a glass house

Laughing as I throw rocks down

But I know that they could come back and bite me in my dirty secrets

Glass house

I've got all them written down

In a notebook stored away, somewhere nobody would ever find it

C#m A E

Now I see, I'm the fall

I'm the brick that will break it all

Now I see, I've got things to hide again

Things that would make murderers out of my friends

F#m E Bm A

No matter how ashamed I am, it doesn't go away

No matter how ashamed I am, I'll take it to my grave

C#m E Bm F#m

And there was a time, where I had nothing to hide

And when I said that's the case, that it wasn't a lie

E A F#m Bm

But I'm corrupt, I am a really nice rug, over a pit of spikes

E C#m F#m E

Living in a glass house

Laughing as I throw rocks down

But I know that they could come back and bite me in my dirty secrets

Glass house

I've got all them written down

In a notebook stored away, somewhere nobody would ever find it

E C#m F#m E

Glass eyes are easier to dye when you've built your whole life off of really good lies

Like being a good friend, like wearing broken glasses

Everything seems clear but there are cracks you can't ignore, they're slowly expanding out