Wall of Glass Lyrics

So pretty

Her face incased in cellophane

I love her I don't know her name

The dots make up her face for me

It's never always just the same

Though I can't tell you in which ways

It's cleanly daydream days to come

And bring us all the drug

To cure us our sweet love

It doesn't matter how happy life becomes

I will always think about her when I see the sunset

The black mold on my curtain is starting to look like a face

She stares at me when I shower and she always has something to say

I ask her why she's torturing me and she says she doesn't know

She just thinks it's funny to

I pull back the curtain and start playing the part of myself