Window
I was staring out the window
The whole time he was talking to me
It was a filthy pane of glass
I couldn't get a clear view
And as he went on and on,
It wasn't the outside world I could see
- Just the filthy pane that
I was looking through
So I had to break the window
It just had to be
Better that I break the window,
Than him, or her, or me
I was never focused on just one thing
My eyes got fixed when my mind got so
It may look like I'm concentrated on
A very clear view
But I'm as good as asleep
I bet you didn't know
But take the lot of it away
If you do
I had to break the window
It just had to be
Better that I break the window
Than him, or her, or me
I had to break the window
It just had to be (it was in my way)
Better that I break the window
Than forget what I had to say
Or miss what I should see
Because, the fact being that,
Whatever is in front of me, is coloring my view
So I can't see what I'm seeing, in fact,
I only see what I'm looking through
(Chorus)
So again, I done the right thing
I was never worried about that
The answer's always been in clear view
But even when the window's clean
I still can't see, for the fact
That when it's clean, it's so clear
I can't tell what I'm looking through
(Chorus)