Glass Video (MV)

Pick up shards of glass outside the mausoleum with your hands
Cut your right hand fingers as you sift through all of them
Place three pieces in your mouth it hurts like Sunday rain
Gather all the glass into a windowpane

You are underwater
Waves crash
Stained glass
You know Jack was probably in love with him
You don't know if you were in love with him
You don't know if you'll be in love again

You were driving down the five you start to cry for the first time in six months
Hearing poems from the motorway you swerve into the carpool lane
Don't want to die but hate how you always think too much
Don't want to die this glass is so cold to the touch