[00:09.00]Broken glass on the hotel floor
[00:12.87]Gotta face my past 'fore I end up in your arms
[00:17.52]In your arms
[00:21.05]I write my thoughts on an empty page
[00:23.76]But no matter what I do I still feel the same in your arms
[00:27.80]In your arms
[00:31.49]Yeah
[00:31.69]I've called and you won't pick up
[00:34.10]So tell 'em that I'm gone and I won't wake up
[00:36.75]I asked if you wanted love, I just wanted you to last
[00:39.39]Now I'm sitting in a pile of my own glass
[00:42.34]Emotions got me insane
[00:44.91]Feels like I'm losing my mind
[00:47.87]We hoped we'd work through the pain
[00:50.73]But now we've run out of time
[00:53.40]You keep trying to undo me
[00:59.20]That won't be my fate
[01:03.09]What is life when the money and the fame gone?
[01:05.62]Broken glass on the hotel floor
[01:07.52]Gotta face my past 'fore I end up in your arms
[01:11.70]In your arms
[01:15.29]I write my thoughts on an empty page
[01:18.71]But no matter what I do I still feel the same in your arms
[01:23.58]In your arms
[01:26.49]Yeah, but now I sit in a pile of glass
[01:29.34]Reminiscing 'bout our past
[01:31.97]And how I was happier then
[01:36.90]'Cause now my thoughts they run away
[01:40.18]And I need a safe place
[01:43.15]That used to be inside your arms
[01:46.51]But nowadays it feels like
[01:49.19]You keep trying to undo me
[01:53.98]That won't be my fate
[01:57.50]What is life when the money and the fame gone?
[02:00.48]Broken glass on the hotel floor
[02:02.62]Gotta face my past 'fore I end up in your arms
[02:07.73]In your arms
[02:10.04]I write my thoughts on an empty page
[02:13.56]But no matter what I do I still feel the same in your arms
[02:18.24]In your arms

Broken glass on the hotel floor
Gotta face my past 'fore I end up in your arms
In your arms
I write my thoughts on an empty page
But no matter what I do I still feel the same in your arms
In your arms
Yeah
I've called and you won't pick up
So tell 'em that I'm gone and I won't wake up
I asked if you wanted love, I just wanted you to last
Now I'm sitting in a pile of my own glass
Emotions got me insane
Feels like I'm losing my mind
We hoped we'd work through the pain
But now we've run out of time
You keep trying to undo me
That won't be my fate
What is life when the money and the fame gone?
Broken glass on the hotel floor
Gotta face my past 'fore I end up in your arms
In your arms
I write my thoughts on an empty page
But no matter what I do I still feel the same in your arms
In your arms
Yeah, but now I sit in a pile of glass
Reminiscing 'bout our past
And how I was happier then
'Cause now my thoughts they run away
And I need a safe place
That used to be inside your arms
But nowadays it feels like
You keep trying to undo me
That won't be my fate
What is life when the money and the fame gone?
Broken glass on the hotel floor
Gotta face my past 'fore I end up in your arms
In your arms
I write my thoughts on an empty page
But no matter what I do I still feel the same in your arms
In your arms