Verse 1 I made myself of finer things of mineral and mist I kept the breakable parts inside where no one could insist on holding me too hard or pressing at the seams — the marrow in my bones is glass and it shatters when it dreams Pre-chorus Don't look too close don't look too long I am the space between where you belong Chorus Glass marrow, glass marrow I hollow out the middle to make room for the sorrow Glass marrow, glass marrow I'm delicate and narrow and I echo like a marrow made of glass Verse 2 You pressed your ear against my chest and heard the city hum the high-pitched whine of something thin the aftermath of numb I didn't tell you what it was I let you call it song — the fracture lines are beautiful until they've been too long Pre-chorus Don't look too close don't look too long I am the space between where you belong Chorus Glass marrow, glass marrow I hollow out the middle to make room for the sorrow Glass marrow, glass marrow I'm delicate and narrow and I echo like a marrow made of glass Bridge Maybe I was built this way maybe I was worn Maybe hollow is the shape of everything I've mourned But I'd rather be transparent than pretend I'm solid stone — at least the light comes through me even when I'm alone Chorus (final) Glass marrow, glass marrow I hollow out the middle to make room for the sorrow Glass marrow, glass marrow I'm delicate and narrow and I echo like a marrow (fade) made of glass
