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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 wanna keep this private, I can see that, but But you can't ask that of me, we've only just met I said we need help now more than ever before do you believe it The answer was silence, I'll take it as a no We all wanna be normal anyways We all wanna be somewhere else, somewhere we live But that's not reality that's just point of view Let's not talk about the weather and whether or not there's really rain in the clouds Unless you just wanna 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 like that any more You're a house on fire
We all write songs about life we just sing 'em 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 Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com 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's 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 a hatchet to your heart, or a pin prick Cut right through the darkness, pull out the contents On our knees, sorting through the remnants Pour out your hates in my hands I'll let them slip right here through my fingers, and And this is for all of us This is for the times that we only listen long enough To know that the other person we're talking to has the same opinion as we do From when we're burning inside From when we're trying to hide that fact This is for the scalps that we went after To be only the best dressed Add another notch on our belts, put another feather in our headress Well I wanna be the bigger man for you but I can't take all this truth I'm tryin'a kick the habit here but these track marks are a hundred proof Burn me all down to the ground, you said, well Well I'll kick through your ashes, hope they sober up my head
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