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Lyrics: Julian Casablancas. Phrazes For The Young. Glass.


I don't believe it.
I won't believe it.
I'm not sad.
I understand, that's how it goes.

Take it easy.
There's no time to be mad, that's their job.
Blood on their teeth, Death on their mind.
Pretty baby, please just get out of the way.
Where it's safe.

Eyes will follow you.
Weapons can't break through.
Tears will swallow you.
You all can see right through.

Bulletproof glass.
Bulletproof glass.
Bulletproof... you're in trouble now.
But who knows?
But who knows?

Please don't deceive me.
I'm just so easily fooled.
But there's some things,
They do not want the answers to.
Don't wanna bring all that up,
But they keep leaving it out.
What to do?
We'll just let it be.
Until they all need.

Bulletproof glass.
Bulletproof glass.
Bulletproof... you're in trouble now.
But who knows?
But who knows?

If you want to know somebody.
Might take a quick look at their best friends.
Diamonds are hers.
The dog is his.
You can lie to yourself.
But don't lie to me.
It's what they want.

Dominance in loyalty.
Romance is security.

Stay behind.

Bulletproof glass.
Bulletproof glass.