Don’t throw stones
In a glass room
Don’t play trombone
On a bassoon
Obvious things
You many never know
Trapped in a life
With destinations
You may never go
Experiences lacking
So you may never grow
So
Start from the beginning
I’m begging
Block out the fools
Who be egging you on
Tear a girl up
Break her down
‘Til her leggings were gone
‘Til she tears up
‘Til she has to find a message in songs
Creating a clone of the first girl
Who did you those wrongs
So
Don’t throw stones