I've been spending too much time
Picking up glass pieces
Of the broken bottles that I hide
Like some kind of agent
Working in the forces
Cause the night before this I lost my mind
And if shame could be bottled with light
I'd sell it to the rich men
I'd sell it to the folks without a heart
And if blame could be cornered
I'd kill it real slow
I forgot to know me it would die
And if shame could be bottled with light

Nowhere I feel in feelings
One thing is like a king
I want you to know that
I didn't mean a thing
I guess that's what it looks like
When you're feeling desperate
When you're feeling desperate



You can't keep it all separate like before
Pain and passions with omission
But no one seems to listen
No one seems to care anymore
And if shame could be bottled with light
I'd sell it to the rich men
I'd sell it to the rich men



To the folks without a heart
And if time could be cornered
I'd kill it real slow
Before it got to know me
It would die
And if time could be bottled
Well, I'd sell it to the rich men
I'd sell it to the folks without a heart
And if time could be cornered
I'd kill it real slow
Before it got to know me
It would die
And now I'm feeling feelings
Putting fingers like a key
Yeah
I want you to know that
It didn't mean anything