EMOS

Everything's made of stone Even the ones you love the most Even the ones that hold you close Seem like you've never known 'em When everything's made of stone When everything's made of stone Everything's made of glass Even the ones that never crush All the walls and all the lies They're all just there to fuck you up Well, they're all just there to fuck you up When everything's made of glass When everything's made of glass When everything's made of glass My head is made of glass Oh mama, I might be comin' home Soon, I can't afford these rents no more I lost my job, I lost my head I lost my keys, I lost myself Oh mama, I might be movin' home Mixed up friends and work, oh, that went wrong Mixed up what I need and what I don't Mixed up green, mixed up blue 'til I was gone I mix up weed, mix up booze, and I am gone Oh brother, oh brother, I should be comin' down It's been way too long since I touched the ground It's been way too long since I've been found It's been way too long, it's been way too long It's been way too long, it's been way too long These nights, I only watch the screens But you won't be able to call me These days, I'm just ignorin' That one day, I'll have to say sorry One day, I'll have to say sorry One day, I have to say sorry One day, I'm gonna say sorry