Glasshouse
There was a boy who loved me so
He hid me from the world
His house was made of stories
Of the wicked and the cruel
I listened so intently
My faith locked in his hands
His gaze further sinking in
The soul without a plan
Like father like son
He's sealed the deal and run
The one I took a bullet for
Is the one holding the gun
In awe I watch his friends
Move without restriction
Heavily armored
By his strengths
Blending in I coat myself
With his sugar
Close the door
And play pretend
Make believe
His arms
Is the safest place in town
Make believe
He'll fall for real
This time around
Like father like son
He's sealed the deal and run
The one I took a bullet for
Is the one holding the gun
Like father like son
He's sealed the deal and run
The one I took a bullet for
Is the one holding the gun
What do you want me for?
Tell me
What do you want me for?