Burned Is The House
It's like we both had just arrived here
Like we both stepped off a plane in a new town
And the sun was out
I would talk and you would point your ear at me
Like I was making some sweet sound
You said to make it loud
But we can never come back here again
We can only hope to forget
Walked through a cemetery archway
To a wood that hummed so happily along
But the words were all wrong
You traded all my ill affections
For directions to a party across town
You bring the house down
But we can never go back there again
We can only hope
So, burned is the house, gone is the street
Here is the same disappointing retreat
And I need it like hell, if I'd lie to myself
To think I could live that life over again
When the cuts were like guilt, and the taste for your eyes
I'd say we're up when I couldn't just say goodnight
If you'd cry me a river you could baptize me in
I'd say I guess that's it, now I've fucking seen everything
You were the first real choice I would make
But we all make mistakes
Jumped overboard because the water's always greener
When the sun shines on the sea
Would you drown for me?
It's just as deep as you can make it
You tread water when you could stand on your knees
But don't pray to me
Cause when the last ray's taking on again
It will you leave you dead
But, but burned is the house, gone is the street
Here is the same disappointing retreat
And I need it like hell, if I'd lie to myself
To think I could live that life over again
When the cuts were like guilt, and the taste for your eyes
I'd say we're up when I couldn't just say goodnight
If you'd cry me a river you could baptize me in
I'd say I guess that's it, now I've fucking seen everything
You were the first real choice I would make
But we all make mistakes, oh
Like we both stepped off a plane in a new town
And the sun was out
I would talk and you would point your ear at me
Like I was making some sweet sound
You said to make it loud
But we can never come back here again
We can only hope to forget
Walked through a cemetery archway
To a wood that hummed so happily along
But the words were all wrong
You traded all my ill affections
For directions to a party across town
You bring the house down
But we can never go back there again
We can only hope
So, burned is the house, gone is the street
Here is the same disappointing retreat
And I need it like hell, if I'd lie to myself
To think I could live that life over again
When the cuts were like guilt, and the taste for your eyes
I'd say we're up when I couldn't just say goodnight
If you'd cry me a river you could baptize me in
I'd say I guess that's it, now I've fucking seen everything
You were the first real choice I would make
But we all make mistakes
Jumped overboard because the water's always greener
When the sun shines on the sea
Would you drown for me?
It's just as deep as you can make it
You tread water when you could stand on your knees
But don't pray to me
Cause when the last ray's taking on again
It will you leave you dead
But, but burned is the house, gone is the street
Here is the same disappointing retreat
And I need it like hell, if I'd lie to myself
To think I could live that life over again
When the cuts were like guilt, and the taste for your eyes
I'd say we're up when I couldn't just say goodnight
If you'd cry me a river you could baptize me in
I'd say I guess that's it, now I've fucking seen everything
You were the first real choice I would make
But we all make mistakes, oh
Credits
Writer(s): Matt Skiba, Daniel Andriano, Derek Grant, Matthew Thomas Skiba
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