Walking in like a stranger in a strange town Invited by such a pretentious smile I?m seeing what you wanted me to see But I am poisoned by an apathetic
So get your body moving you know I've started counting let's have some fun tonight Now that I've started shooting your hate needs much improving you
I caught a glimpse of something deadly from the corner of my eye Illuminated by the dim set lighting Now I feel like it is something threatening leading
We?re getting caught this time · there?s never coming back searching for these answers · searching for something that I know cause I know it?s raining
I?m up and down like a see-saw on mescaline I say and do anything just like tourettes You can ask me dirty questions I?m a super hero flying in and out
Wait a minute let me ask you a question or two Do you mind if I sit here can I buy you a drink? If your response is a yes I?m guessing you are alone
I?m throwing rocks at a glass house and building castles out of sand I bit off more than I can chew but it?s you I'm always after I?m digging up a shallow
What you don?t know and what I do know is how I think about you everyday I?m drawn to you. I can?t keep myself from doing anything less or anything
again And I know I don't have any time to burn Leave it all behind Cross the borderline Face the truth, don't have any time to Have any time to burn
the phone Well openly or secretly Burn all the letters Now breathe life, into your story Send them on to a safer home Burn it to secrecy Burn all the letters
'm gonna leave you burning for more Burn in the country, burn downtown All the best people are burning down in hell, hell, ah hell It's a burning hell You'll burn
Plantation burning your boat is coming in Strum your Jew's-harp, you're reeking gin Running water on a sinking boat Going under but they've got your goat Burning
, so far away? I want you to know that I miss you, I miss you so I want you to know that I miss you, I miss you so I'm writing again These letters to
So I warm my bones and watch it burn Burn, delivering my soul And I'm free from your mind control Yes, I'm free from your mind control I watch it burn
relationship is starting to feel like a chore But I really hope I'm not starting to bore, page one [Hook] [Verse 2] Dear Anne, my number one fan I write you this letter
, mine, oh Santa Santa's gonna come and make him mine this Christmas Santa's gonna come and make him mine, mine, oh Santa Santa, if you get this letter
smiling underneath this mask of love and death The eternal lie I've told about the pyramids of gold I've got you hooked at every turn, your money's left to burn
hearts you get to break Got another lover who loves mistakes I never get close enough to touch 'Cause you're cool when you're burning Cool when you're burning