A tyrant in a glass house

(Verse 1) You paint the town with whispers, shadowed tales, Casting stones from your fragile veils. Dancing on the streets like a marionette's game, Pointing fingers, redirecting your shame. (Pre-Chorus) You cry wolf in the daylight, hide under the moon, In your glass house, you sing a bitter tune. Throwing stones, shattering peace, Spinning lies like they're your masterpiece. (Chorus) In your glass houses, throwing stones, Accusing the world with broken bones. Mirror, mirror, on your wall, Can’t you see your empire’s destined to fall? (Verse 2) You rally the crowd as you stage your play, Neighbors as pawns in your power display. Your child standing at my door, with a smirk, you wave, Crafting scenes that you’ll later save. (Pre-Chorus) Claiming harassment, playing the saint, While your tales of woe are painted with tainted paint. You waste, you twist, yet point my way, In your book of sins, it’s always others who betray. (Chorus) In your glass houses, throwing stones, Accusing the world with broken bones. Mirror, mirror, on your wall, Can’t you see your empire’s destined to fall? (Bridge) You tightened the rules, then cast the blame, A tyrant’s cry in a victim’s frame. Every rule you write, every shadow you cast, Builds the legend of deceit meant to last. (Verse 3) But the cracks are showing, your facade begins to sway, As the truth comes out, there’ll be a price to pay. The glass will shatter, under the weight of your deceit, And the stones you threw will gather at your feet. (Chorus) In your glass houses, throwing stones, Accusing the world with broken bones. Mirror, mirror, on your wall, Can’t you see your empire’s destined to fall? (Chorus) In your glass houses, throwing stones, Accusing the world with broken bones. Mirror, mirror, on your wall, Can’t you see your empire’s destined to fall? (Outro) So next time you throw, take heed, take care, For the glass is thinning in the cold, stark air. And when it shatters, remember this rhyme, For a house of glass will fall in time.