Searching for what lies ahead
But nothing seems to come to view
Maybe it's time for me to go
A darkened day with a rainy hue
This is my final chance to love
I pray it will come, but it never will
I hold on to what makes sense but now
I'm torn between the heartache and the thrill
What's the point? What does it matter?
This glass heart is going to shatter
Pick up the pieces, start again
This is the beginning of the end
I hate what I've become
I feel like my world has come undone
But it doesn't matter
This glass heart is going to shatter
Slip into the void for a while
As I wait for time to expire
Think back on what could have been
There could have been sparks, there could have been fire
I may never let go of the past
It's taking vacancy inside of my head
I'll wait for the day that will never come
Hoping for more and hanging by a thread
What's the point? What does it matter?
This glass heart is going to shatter
Pick up the pieces, start again
This is the beginning of the end
I hate what I've become
I feel like my world has come undone
But it doesn't matter
This glass heart is going to shatter
Shatter my heart and don't be surprised when I don't pick up the pieces
Shatter my heart and don't be surprised when I don't pick up the pieces
Shatter my heart and don't be surprised when I don't pick up the pieces
Shatter my heart and don't be surprised when I don't pick up the pieces
Help is on the way