A Losing Song

You always sit so damn close to the fire
You came in like a lamb and out like a liar
God, I hate, when you make your eyes bigger than mine
And you call me a man, like I've got a spine
And this is everything
You wanted for everyone,
Other than everyone, other than you

Now we are sticks
Made of wax and wicks
We're just one breath away, from someone else's lips

But if we're gone, we're truly gone
Then we got it all wrong
Because this is the song, that takes us home

Oh, you framed me, you framed me, you wrapped me in pine
Instead of reading your lips, I've been misreading your mind
You say that it's oxygen that keeps us alive
If you send some my way we sure as hell won't survive

Whoa oh, Whoa oh, Oh
Whoa oh, Whoa oh, Oh

And this is everything,
You wanted for everyone,
Other than everyone, other than you

Now we are sticks
Made of wax and wicks
We're just one breath away,
From someone else's lips

But if we're gone, we're truly gone
Then we got it all wrong
Because this is the song,

Now we are sticks
(Take us home)
Made of wax and wicks
(Take us home)
We're just one breath away
(Take us home)
From someone else's lips
(Take us home)

But if we're gone,
We're truly gone
But if we're gone,
We're truly gone
Then we got it all wrong
Because this is the song,
That takes us home