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.

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.

Listener

I swear it's not me

I'm gonna send a little rain your way.

With the windows all closed

“You cannot protect yourself from sadness without protecting yourself from happiness.”

You wrote your name in invisible ink

We are who we are
and all we are is fragile

Shut your eyes, and listen to yourself

What am I supposed to do
when all I want is you,
when all I can think about is you
when all I dream about is you
when I close my eyes,
all I see is you
Everything I want is to talk to you
for you to talk to me
to hear your voice
ricocheting through the dark corners of my heart
fill my lungs with your air
fill my mind with your words
fill my heart with yours.

On paper my future will lay. I'll fold every failure into a crane.

Slow down, hide your eyes!
The sun is setting fire
Through glass, branches deep.
I cough only to breathe.

Sleeping At Last

For we have been through hell and high tide

In my life
Why do I give valuable time
To people who don't care if I live or die ?

Behind the hatred there lies
A murderous desire for love
How can they look into my eyes
And still they don't believe me ?

I know I'm unloveable
You don't have to tell me
Oh, message received
Loud and clear

And if I seem a little strange
Well, that's because I am

The Smiths -
Heaven Knows I'm Miserable Now,
The Boy With The Thorn In His Side,
Unloveable