Throwing Off Glass

The Tragically Hip

"Why is the world so creepy?", she asked

After a car full of haircuts drove past

A backseat full of the boys

I told her that, It isn't

That, that it's exquisite

But like love, it has it's barbarous threats

Still in spite of the cads

And the stoop-shouldered teens

I know I'm losing you

I know what that means, yeah

I told her that it isn't

That it's real exquisite

But like love, it can have it's

Stubbed-toe effects

And juts like after she heard the word, 'Iridescent'

And everything was iridescent for awhile

It wasn't long before she exalted out of nowhere

Isn't this exquisite?'

Once you've said, 'mmm' in unison

And, 'oh' in double surprise

And shared relief with a mutual, 'phew'

And a look in each others eyes

I tell her that is isn't, insisted that it isn't

Because like love it has too-cunning effects, yeah

I told her that it isn't that it's just exquisite

Because like love it has it's barbarous threats

"Why is the world so creepy?", she asked

After a car full of haircuts drove past

A backseat full of the boys

Breaking glass, throwing off glass