Glass (EP Version) Video (MV)

I have always had
A distaste for glass
I think it started back
Camping at Keechelus
Stepped on a broken bottle
I got nine stitches
I disobeyed you
While we were skinny dipping

And what do I say
To the claim, you only lead me to danger?
You cut it either way
I'm the one who's stuck here holding your tab

That night at 44
Oh, you had me under the table
Nine tequila shots
Nine Bud Light chasers
Twenty bucks for a cab
And a bloody left hand
I was too afraid
To call you what you were then

And what do I say
To the claim, you only lead me to danger?
You cut it either way
I'm the one who's stuck here holding your tab
And what did you say?
Was it clear your mechanisms had failed you?
Oh, f*ck it anyways
You never even called me back