Testo di How Glass Is Made

Bottle green, my Favorite jar I used to keep my questions in like Why is she crying still? And do you know how glass is made? Do you know how glass is made? Glass is made We did not wear Velvet gloves When we chose to expose our hearts In a year of earthquakes and those aftershocks We learned how glass can break Yes, we learned how glass can break Glass can break The things I said I did not mean them There were demons in my head Blowing out of proportion The thing you said to me There is no such thing as subtle Cruelty Bottle green, my Favorite jar I used to keep my questions in like Why is she crying still? And do you know how glass is made? Why is she crying still? And do you know how glass is made? Do you know how glass is made? I learned too late