1001 Words by Glowing House Lyrics

At five-foot six I am picking up sticks
To build a house that will come tumbling down
Not from big puffs of air but from your deadly stare
It's a wonder I'm not dead on the ground

Go ahead take your picture
Just know I'll reply with 1,001 words

Light my candlestick while I'm nimble and quick
So we can see what we're stumbling 'round
In this wicked affair see I let down my hair
Just to find I'm still trapped in this tower

Camera flash like a plane crash
You capture me holding nothing back
And I'll be framed for the wreckage
In the end
You claim that you're the martyr now
With this white flag that you're waving 'round
But it's a fight to the death with conviction
To defend