Glass House Party

Seven years of bad luck,
If you have a mirror break.
I’d break that mirror now, if I could trade,
For this lifetime of heartache.

They don’t know the luck I’ve had,
You hide it like a mouse.
If this is what you call love,
You can keep that big glass house.

And you walk around, like you walk on water,
While I walk on broken glass.
Well as luck would have it, luck does change,
And its about to kick your ass.

Glass house party,
Come one, come all.
You don’t want to miss,
As these pieces fall.

It’s a glass house party,
Bring your own bull.
Looking in my mirror,
My glass is lookin half full.

You didn’t care that your words cut deep,
With time, a scar does heal.
But with your kind of loving,
Shards kept that fresh wound feel.

The sands of time have proven,
That this too shall pass,
But not before I am sure,
I’ve broken every damn piece of glass!

Glass house party,
Come one, come all.
You don’t want to miss,
As these pieces fall.

It’s a glass house party,
Bring your own bull.
Looking in my mirror,
My glass is lookin half full.

Meet Karma, she’s a mean old bitch,
And she’s had all she can take.
Falling glass is what you’ll hear from now on,
When you hear the word heartbreak.

Glass house party,
Come one, come all.
You don’t want to miss,
As these pieces fall.

It’s a glass house party,
Bring your own bull.
Looking in my mirror,
My glass is lookin half full.

By Redbud Patriot

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