Glasswork shards decorate this house
We're tossing lost arts out windows
The splash and jangle of a secret science defined
You claim some golden age is upon us
You always loved short story form:
The science behind it, the hidden verse
You live for flame, your re-attraction's new
The leather's pulled from a secret room
Close that stare into morning sun
When the dots form into connections
If I'm honest, you come to mind
But baby, I'm not
If I'm honest, you come to mind
But baby, I'm not
The impacts pound dust into working script
We stare in wonder at the steps we skipped
Tripping wires we have so carefully crossed
The science behind it at a perfect loss
You're my Lord, you're my Shepherd
Careful, kid, no one gets hurt
You made me
It's a pal of the French we took
The science behind it was a dirty look
Seul joue pas de rock 'n' roll [French speakers feel free to correct this]
Seul joue pas de rock 'n' roll pour moi [and this, too]
You're my Lord, you're my Shepherd
Careful, kid, no one gets hurt
You made me
You made me this way
Try to fail
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Glasswork shards decorate this house
We're tossing lost arts out windows
The splash and jangle of a secret science defined
You claim some golden age is upon us
You always loved short story form:
The science behind it, the hidden verse
You live for flame, your re-attraction's new
The leather's pulled from a secret room
Close that stare into morning sun
When the dots form into connections
If I'm honest, you come to mind
But baby, I'm not
If I'm honest, you come to mind
But baby, I'm not
The impacts pound dust into working script
We stare in wonder at the steps we skipped
Tripping wires we have so carefully crossed
The science behind it at a perfect loss
You're my Lord, you're my Shepherd
Careful, kid, no one gets hurt
You made me
It's a pal of the French we took
The science behind it was a dirty look
Seul joue pas de rock 'n' roll [French speakers feel free to correct this]
Seul joue pas de rock 'n' roll pour moi [and this, too]
You're my Lord, you're my Shepherd
Careful, kid, no one gets hurt
You made me
You made me this way
Try to fail
We're tossing lost arts out windows
The splash and jangle of a secret science defined
You claim some golden age is upon us
You always loved short story form:
The science behind it, the hidden verse
You live for flame, your re-attraction's new
The leather's pulled from a secret room
Close that stare into morning sun
When the dots form into connections
If I'm honest, you come to mind
But baby, I'm not
If I'm honest, you come to mind
But baby, I'm not
The impacts pound dust into working script
We stare in wonder at the steps we skipped
Tripping wires we have so carefully crossed
The science behind it at a perfect loss
You're my Lord, you're my Shepherd
Careful, kid, no one gets hurt
You made me
It's a pal of the French we took
The science behind it was a dirty look
Seul joue pas de rock 'n' roll [French speakers feel free to correct this]
Seul joue pas de rock 'n' roll pour moi [and this, too]
You're my Lord, you're my Shepherd
Careful, kid, no one gets hurt
You made me
You made me this way
Try to fail
Writer: CARL ALLAN NEWMAN
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management