They talk of glass houses
Well I built a crystal cathedral
And I took my stones to the rooftop

To play target practice with people

I was too young to know the difference

I was just following orders
But when the glass shattered around me
I learned a good lesson about

My disorder

I thought I was happy

I said all the right things
I naively believed
That my ship couldn't sink

But it did

You got hung up on the outside

You fake like you're living the good life
But death and decay on the inside
Just add pride and hate to your

Long list of crimes
Somewhere deep down you know the difference
Between love and following orders

But if the chorus I sing is offensive
It's proof that you've yet to address
Your disorder


You thought you were happy
You said all the right things

You naively believed
That your ship couldn't sink
But it did


You thought you were god and
Judge of all your friends and

You naively believed
That your ship couldn't sink
But it did


Grace
Comes to those who wait

Comes to those who pray
Through tears
And they'll sing

And we'll all sing

We thought we were happy

We said all the right things
We naively believed
That our ship couldn't sink

But it did

We thought we were god and

Judge of all of our friends
We naively believed
That our ship couldn't sink

But it did

Oh, it did

Oh, it did