Glass

So you lock me in a cage

And you throw away the key

And you leave me there for days

So you don't have to think about me

And when you come around

And you start to forgive

You know I've said I'm sorry

More times than I've counted

But then I say the wrong thing

A condition of our past

Not walking on eggshells baby

I'm walking on glass

But at the end of the day

I'll still do anything you say

At the end of the day

I'll still do anything you tell me

A few times in a year

I try to ask how you've been

Are you as good as you appear

After all you're still my best friend

A few times in a week

I'll have the same dream

Where it's just you and me

And you're listening

But I guess I've said the wrong thing

A condition of our past

Not walking on eggshells baby

I'm walking on glass

But at the end of the day

I'll still do anything you say

At the end of the day

I'll still do anything you tell me