| Watching this house split open | |
| Reading all the rage that comes with this | |
| Never believed I was reckoned by a loser | |
| I hold this glass in my palm | |
| Crushing me underwater | |
| Breaking all the pieces up, side by side | |
| We can all and calling for nothing | |
| I hold this glass in my palm | |
| Red bird the stage girl glows | |
| Opens the cage door to go | |
| All of the faces raised up to the lights | |
| Wonder in spectacle, silent night | |
| Red bird the stage girl falls | |
| Closer the moment, she's ready to go | |
| Scaffolded high I am blinded | |
| Close to the wire so I can see | |
| Never believed in the structure high senses | |
| Walk among these old ghosts you see | |
| Breathe in these lungs in protest | |
| Given up all that I thought we sought | |
| Wanted too much you to push out your reflection | |
| I hold this glass in my palm | |
| Red bird the stage girl glows | |
| Opens the cage door to go | |
| All of the faces raised up to the lights | |
| Wonder in spectacle, silent night | |
| Red bird the stage girl falls | |
| Closer the moment, she's ready to go | |
| Red bird the stage girl glows | |
| Opens the cage door to go | |
| All of the faces raised up to the lights | |
| Wonder in spectacle, silent night | |
| Red bird the stage girl falls | |
| Closer the moment, she's ready to go |