There is Nothing I Hate More Than Small Talk

There came a love that makes the heart grow stale
I'm getting good at setting myself up to fail
Through the current
Scratches on your skin
Though I know that I'm not my own
Don't you understand?
I'd do anything to win

So caught up in what is normal
You forgot to catch your breath
I've gotten a little far over my head
You said, "We're going to work this out"

There came a love that makes the heart grow stale
I'm getting good at setting myself up to fail
Suffocate my innocence, stand tall
Have we really come this far for nothing at all?
But I can't tell myself it's not my fault

He who makes a beast of himself
Hides the pain of being a man
What's on your mind?
Just the surpassing of time
You said, "We're going to work this out"
But I can't get inside your head

Piledriver, piledriver, piledriver
Someone's left the gas on
My head is a vapor of liquid gold
The sweet corrosion of myself
And so I burn, and so I burn
I can't tell myself it's not my fault
And in the summer I need you more than ever
Sweating through the skin
Make condensation of the mess we've made
I can't get inside your head
I can't tell myself it's not my fault
So I burn, so I burn, so I burn
So I burn, so I burn, so I burn

I can't get inside your head
I can't tell myself it's not my fault
I can't get inside your head
I can't get inside your head
(So I burn, so I burn, so I burn, so I burn, so I burn)

I can't tell myself it's not my fault
(So I burn, so I burn, so I burn, so I burn, so I burn)
I can't tell myself it's not my fault
(So I burn, so I burn, so I burn, so I burn, so I burn)
I can't tell myself it's not my fault
(So I burn, so I burn, so I burn, so I burn, so I brun)
I can't tell myself it's not my fault