"The Glass Castle," (I'd Throw the First Stone).

I see you my Lovely Cinderella
Through tear-stained eyes
Looking at me and having
something inside that I know
you want to be telling
Entangled in your bitter lies
and torn feelings
You choke-down another one and
still there's no revealing the
truth so cold and damaging
 
Because you know,
 
That the Truth would bring down
your glass castle
The one that for so long you
struggled to build
And if the stones were thrown they
would shatter your fucking facade
And now all your made-up of is
false pretenses and hypocritical
sobs
 
And now you've left me cold in  
suspended animation, all alone in
the company of misery and all my
fucking frustrations
So caught-up in a moment of transition
I nearly lost my mind and at some
point
I  
Went missing
 
But you don't fucking care and all
that you know is,
 
That the Truth would bring down
your glass castle
The one that for so long you
struggled to build
And if the stones were thrown they
would shatter your fucking facade
And now all your made-up of is
false pretenses and hypocritical
sobs
 
Noooahhh,
 
You're no fucking God
You're not even a fucking saint
We've all had our bull-shit problems
And we all bleed the same way
 
So take it awaaayyy