Mister Glassman Scotty Sire

[Verse 1]
Let's paint a picture: you're in class
The teacher writes the notes too fast
And there's a boy who sits in back
Who's too afraid to raise his hand
And ask if she can slow it down
So nervously he looks around
Can't bare to stand out in the crowd
And he's only gotten half the notes now
The school bell rings and he feels deflated
He looks at his hand, he should've raised it
His biggest fear, he should've faced it
And now he's lost inside the pages
He might be there but you'd never notice
Got a lot to say but he's soft spoken
He's a book that just isn't open
A tiny ripple in a stormy ocean

[Chorus]
Glassman, Mister Glassman
Glass...man
Mister Glassman!
He's really soft-spoken
You never notice glass unless its broken
Mister Glassman!
He's really soft-spoken
You never notice glass unless its broken
Mister Glassman