"Glass Houses" lyrics
"Glass Houses"
I smoked my last joint by the side of the road
And I know that I'll be sleepin' in my car tonight
I got nothin' to believe and nowhere I gotta be
So if you get my SOS just come and get me in the mornin'
Or I'll just write a song and tell it like it is
But first I gotta dig my way outta this
Lonely souls come out at night into the absence of the sun
I watch the night turn into mourning of another day without you
Holy roller last resort the art of surrender
Just another perfect day that I'll be doin' it all my way
I'll bring you roses from the graveyard I been drinkin' in
I'll sing you something that'll make you feel alright
The best has yet to come
I heard you say
As you're walking out the door
And I don't need another cause to lose
What the hell am I gonna do?
Glory to night owls and their romance with the darkness
Say a prayer for the ones that write the love songs
I need somethin' that you just can't give anymore
Prophets of nowhere preach anthems of an easy time
The rest just take what they can find
Outta the pieces that I'm holdin' here for me and you
I'll find a reason to try
The best has yet to come
I heard you say
As you're walking out the door
And I don't need another cause to lose
What the hell am I gonna do?
I got nothin' to believe and nowhere I gotta be
So if you get my SOS just come and get me in the mornin'
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album:
"Exile In Oblivion" (2004)
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