You try to justify, but I can't even barely recognize
My own recourse
This is your sacrifice, but who are they to
Come beneath your lies
Throw down your sword
Walking through a glass door
I stare
Walking through a glass
It's clear

I'm always mystified, but I can't even barely recognize
I can't imagine why, but who are you to come beneath my lies
Lay down your swords

Walking through a glass door, we stand
Walking through a glass door, were free
We turn and go without saying a word