Lyrics

Like clouded glass on a picture frame
you know the truth's looking back at you
lost in the grain

And a smoking gun
rests in your hand
You kept the faith, but it slipped away
before you aimed.

Look away if you can
Look away if you can

Safety in numbers
I'm counting the last one in view

And it settles in to the corners deep
You measured up, but lost your touch
in a splintered piece

Save your, Save yourself for me
Save your, Save yourself for me

Chorus