Climb into my corner, my self inflicted coma Stand up, lay down, repeat in the same order Fall straight through the floor and let the time just run me over Another mirrored image corrupted and distorted I'm underwhelmed, uninterested, I wonder why I'm over it Walk it off, the kettle's black The dotted line, the house is glass (The house is glass) The house is glass (The house is glass) The house is glass It's an illusion, this admiration Of mutilation, my isolation It's an illusion, this admiration Of mutilation, my isolation, my isolation My isolation, it's an illusion Slide on down the staircase, that picture-perfect moment Receiver projected, act like if you own it Smile for the camera, repeat and do it over Smile for the camera, repeat and do it over Joke's on you, the needle prick Cut me down, I need a break Walk it off, the kettle's black The dotted line, this house is glass (The house is glass) The house is glass (The house is glass) The house is glass It's an illusion, this admiration Of mutilation, my isolation It's an illusion, this admiration Of mutilation, my isolation, my isolation My isolation, it's an illusion Brick by brick Make it last Hit that line The house is glass It's an illusion, my isolation My isolation, my isolation It's an illusion, it's an illusion My isolation, my isolation, my isolation