Watch the glass on the edge of the table
Full of simple nothings just like me.
It's already empty
Don't let it fall.
Nobody wants a broken glass mess.
Now I told you to watch the glass on the table
I guess you didn't
Because there it falls.
And I can count the 1, 879 pieces of me scattered amongst your feet.
It's bad enough I'm pissed off at the world
But I've never liked being pissed off at you.