Porcelain
I'll see what you want me to seeThrough rose-colored glassesI can't see the blood in my handNow you're over, you're so overAll over my headI pray to God I find my wayBack to something familiarPlease tear me from this contrabandNow it's over, it's so overIt's under my bed
The paint is worn paleYour eyes have started fadingWere they ever even really thereNothing to give with everything you takeThe cracks in your smile make it impossibleTo decipher something legibleYour porcelain face and a heart of glass
No time for dependencyWe're going over at light speedNo scenery to stimulateSomething older, we grow olderBut nothing ever seems to changeI pray to God you lose your wayYou're something peculiarOn one leg only I'll still take a standI fall over, a tall orderThese times I need to rearrange
The paint is worn paleYour eyes have started fadingWere they ever even really thereNothing to give with everything you takeThe cracks in your smile make it impossibleTo decipher something legibleYour porcelain face and a heart of glass
The paint is worn paleYour eyes have started fadingWere they ever even really thereNothing to give with everything you takeThe cracks in your smile make it impossibleTo decipher something legibleYour porcelain face and a heart of glassA heart of glassA heart of glass