You Were A House On Fire

And you were a house on fire, and I couldn't understand why

burn me all down to the ground, you said, the fire is on the inside

flames dancing like ghosts, behind the windows

pain jumping from the walls

you want to keep this private, I can see that

but you can't ask that of me, we've only just met

I said we need hope now more than ever before, do you believe it?

the answer was silence.....I took it as a no

we all want to be normal anyways

we all want to be somewhere else than where we live

but that's not reality, it's just point of view

let's not talk about the weather

and whether or not there's really rain the clouds

unless you want to know if I feel the same as you

it's more measuring up than just wasting time

but time is not on our side, you're burning

rain would only be a temporary fix

and there's just no place right now for cute ironies

We all write songs about life, we just sing them different.

you sing the words but you don't know the song.

and you expect us all to sing along? how selfish

the lengths that we go to, to put so much distance between us is staggering

you’re burning alive with stress and life

both hands in flames trying to hold the fire inside

drop and roll ...repeat line for emphasis.

I’ll repeat it and repeat it until you believe it

you're gonna be ok! say it to me...

the answer is still silence ... I’ll take it as a maybe

I can't decide if I should knock down your door or on it

say the word and I’ll take an axe to your heart or a pin prick

cut right through the dark, let it spill out the contents

on our knees sorting through the remnants

pour out your hate in my hands, I’ll let em slip through my fingers

and this is for you, and this is for the times that we only listen long enough to know the other person we’re talking to has the same opinions we do.

for when we’re burning inside, for when we’re trying to hide that fact

this is for the scalps that we went after, to be only the best dressed

to scrape another notch on our belts, add another feather to our headress

I want to be the bigger man for you, but I can’t take this truth

I'm trying to kick the habit here, but these track marks are 100 proof

burn me all down to the ground, you said

I’ll kick through your ashes, hope they sober up my head