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