Glass

Rolled around on kitchen floors

Tied my tongue and pretty bows with yours

And now we pass

And just like glass

I see through you

You see through me like I'm not there

Could make my head swerve

Used to know my every curve

And now we meet on a street

And I am blind

I cannot find the heart I gave to you

Sometimes what we think

We really want

We don't

Sometimes what we think we want we really don't

Sometimes what we think we love

We don't we don't

And I am blind

I cannot find the heart I gave

And when we meet

Honesty

And I am blind

I cannot find the heart I gave to you we know