Don't look at me that way We've all seen better days At least now you know where I stand I can keep a secret if you can? Wide awake and almost dead No more room inside my head If this is all I have left Then let me lay these tired eyes to rest I've been throwing stones from my glass house Shutting you out, maybe I should just shut my mouth I've been throwing stones from my glass house Maybe I should shut my mouth? I've got a head full of chemicals Mouth full of ridicule So cynical (it's criminal) If only I could dream in a little less colour Maybe I would sleep for a little bit longer Head full of memories may be the death of me Seeing everything I'll never be Maybe I would sleep for a little bit longer If I could dream in a little less colour Where will I be waking up tomorrow? On the wrong side of my head again? Just another bitter pill to swallow Running from the footsteps Running from it all I've been throwing stones from my glass house Shutting you out, maybe I should just shut my mouth I've been throwing stones from my glass house Maybe I should shut my mouth? Now that's off my chest Tell me is this all that I have left Just let me lay my tired eyes to rest I've got a head full of chemicals Mouth full of ridicule So cynical (it's criminal) If only I could dream in a little less colour Maybe I would sleep for a little bit longer Head full of memories may be the death of me Seeing everything I'll never be Maybe I would sleep for a little bit longer If I could dream in a little less colour I've got a head full of chemicals Mouth full of ridicule If only I could dream in a little less colour Maybe I would sleep for a little bit longer Head full of memories may be the death of me Maybe I would sleep for a little bit longer If I could dream in a little less colour Dream in a little less colour (Wide awake and almost there) Just another bitter pill to swallow (Wide awake and almost there) Maybe I should shut my mouth?