The Fire

I'm sorry but it's the truth
I was always gonna disappoint you
I gotta focus on myself
And that's fine if you want someone else

But baby there are things I know
I associate with fame
It lights my bones on fire
It makes my mental ache

There are feelings I know
That never go away
'Cause when you feed a fire
It always ends in flames

When you ain't got something to do
It always ends with you
It's too late for me
I'm caught on this disease

Love me just a little
I find it hard to be stuck in the middle
Play my heart like a fiddlе
Love ain't gotta be a riddle

Timе's passing us by
I know it's hard
I know it hurts to try

But it's not too late to see
We're caught on this disease

When you ain't got something to do
It always ends with you
It's too late for me
I'm caught on this disease



Credits
Writer(s): Nick Carlascio
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