[Intro — spoken, close-mic’d] They told me glass was fragile. Something pretty. Something still. Something meant to catch the light. [Verse — half-sung] I learned to shine In rooms too dark to see me I learned to smile When every hand came near [Spoken] They said, “Careful, Caryn.” “Don’t fall.” “Don’t crack.” “Don’t let them know where it hurts.” [Refrain — sung softly] But a glass heart Still has edges A glass heart Remembers touch [Spoken, colder] Everybody wants to hold something beautiful. Nobody asks what it broke to become clear. [Final refrain — layered whispers] Glass heart Glass heart Glass heart Don’t press too hard [Outro — spoken, almost a warning] You think I’m delicate. Baby… I can cut.
