Fire me in an oven
Until I go haa-aard enough
To deal wii-iith losing you
I'm tired of thinking of you
Each and every minute I see
Something I know that you'd loo-oove
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
If 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 ought to be-ee
Terrified, while the picture of dignity
Come eat with me, at the table of this life
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
If only you knew
If only you knew