I used to drink the half empy glass and throw it down
Watch the pieces fall all across the floor and not care
Now the broken glass is hard to walk across
And most of the time it hurts to get to you
I've been bleeding all this time and I'm sure you've noticed
I've tried to keep it all in but sometimes I cry
Why did I break the glass? Why did I break your heart?
I don't want to have to walk on broken pieces forever
Let's clean up the mess and walk together
