David Cook - Porcelain

I'll see what you want me to see Through rose-colored glasses I can't see the blood in my hand Now you're over, you're so over All over my head I pray to God I find my way Back to something familiar Please tear me from this contraband Now it's over, it's so over It's under my bed The paint is worn bare Your eyes have started fading Were they ever even really there Nothing to give with everything you take The cracks in your smile make it impossible To decipher something legible Your porcelain face and a heart of glass No time for dependency We're going over at light speed No scenery to stimulate Something older, we grow older But nothing ever seems to change I pray to God you lose your way You're something peculiar On one leg only I'll still take a stand I fall over, a tall order These terms I need to rearrange The paint is worn bare Your eyes have started fading Were they ever even really there Nothing to give with everything you take The cracks in your smile make it impossible To decipher something legible Your porcelain face and a heart of glass The paint is worn bare Your eyes have started fading Were they ever even really there Nothing to give with everything you take The cracks in your smile make it impossible To decipher something legible Your porcelain face and a heart of glass A heart of glass A heart of glass