Listener - You Were A House On Fire lyrics

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Listener - You Were A House On Fire lyrics

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'll take 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 in the clouds Unless you just 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 like that anymore You're a house on fire 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 okay! 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 a hatchet to your heart or a pin prick Cut right through the dark, let's spill out the contents On our knees sorting through the remnants Pour out your hates in my hands I'll let 'em slip right here through my fingers 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 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 Add another notch on our belts, put another feather to our headdress 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 a hundred proof "Burn me all down to the ground," you said Well, I'll kick through your ashes, hope they sober up my head