I was staring out the window The whole time he was talking to me It was a filthy pane of glass I couldn't get a clear view
And as he went on and on It wasn't the outside world I could see Just the filthy pane that I was looking through
So I had to break the window It just had to be Better that I break the window Than him, or her, or me
I was never focused on just one thing My eyes got fixed when my mind got so It may look like I'm concentrated on a very clear view
But I'm as good as asleep I bet you didn't know But take the lot of it away if you do
So I had to break the window It just had to be Better that I break the window Than him, or her, or me
I had to break the window It just had to be it was in my way Better that I break the window Than forget what I had to say Or miss what I should see
Because the fact being that Whatever is in front of me, is coloring my view So I can't see what I'm seeing in fact I only see what I'm looking through
So again I've done the right thing I was never worried about that The answer's always been in clear view But even when the window's clean I still can't see for the fact That when it's clean it's so clear I can't tell what I'm looking through
So I had to break the window It was in my way Better that I break a window Than him, or her, or me
I had to break the window It just had to be it was in my way Better that I break the window Than miss what I should see
I had to break the window It just had to be it was in my way Better that I break the window Than forget what I had to say
Or miss what I should see Or breaking him or her or me Especially me