All we are is broken glass,
Thrown to the floor. We were never meant to last.
And all we are, are empty shells.
Try to pick us up, you're gonna cut yourself.
We marched the streets at night,
Looking for a thrill, looking for a fight.
It was the first day of the rest of our lives.
We were fast, never gonna die,
Ridin' up the highway 45.
We didn't know we couldn't go on forever.
All we are is broken glass,
Thrown to the floor. We were never meant to last.
And all we are, are empty shells.
Try to pick us up, you're gonna cut yourself.
We fought, to rule the world.
I know, it just how fragile we really were.
Like it was the first day of the rest of our lives.
Then the bricks began to fall,
And we can see the cracks along the wall.
We didn't know it couldn't go on forever.
All we are is broken glass,
Thrown to the floor. We were never meant to last.
And all we are, are empty shells.
Try to pick us up, you're gonna cut yourself.
We believed, that we could go on forever…
We believed, that we could go on forever…
Forever…
All we are is broken glass,
Thrown to the floor. We were never meant to last.
And all we are, are empty shells.
Try to pick us up, you're gonna cut yourself.
Cut yourself.
You're gonna cut yourself.
You're gonna cut yourself.