Forest Fire

He's not bulletproof

Don't let him fool you

His laugh is a lie

He's dying inside

From the sticks and stones somebody threw

Our tongues are like matches

Our ears are like trees

Our words are like sparks

On dry summer leaves

It doesn't take much

For the flames to rise

And turn a soul

Into a forest fire

She's not half as strong, no

As she'd like to let on

She smiles, but she knows

She can't take one more blow

From the hate that she's heard for so long

Our tongues are like matches

Our ears are like trees

Our words are like sparks

On dry summer leaves

It doesn't take much

For the flames to rise

And turn a soul

Into a forest fire

Be careful

Be careful what you say

Our tongues are like matches

Our ears are like trees

Our words are like sparks

On dry summer leaves

It doesn't take much

For the flames to rise

And turn a soul

Into a forest fire