Lyrics:

Fire me in an oven
Till I go hard enough
To deal with
Losing you
I'm tired of thinking of you
Each and every minute I see
Something I know that you'd love
We're all made of glass
All made of glass
Cheating ourselves to believe we'll be last
Like a fool
I thought it was true
I was holding your flowers
Only you knew
A diary fills it's pages
With one eye on the clock
How long? How long?
Have we got
Until we're everything we hope to be
Terrified while a picture of dignity
Come eat with me
At the table of this life
(Whistling)
All made of glass
All made of glass
Yes we're all made of glass
All made of glass
Cheating ourselves to believe we'll be last
Like a fool
I thought it was true
I was holding your flowers
Only you knew
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