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