Roman Candle
Shoot off your mouth like a roman candle
Hotter than hell you're too much to handle
You've taken this too far
And now you're shooting your own star
I'm saying goodbye like an ocean waving
Running away from my constant cravings
You've taken me this far
So now I'll lick my wounds and disarm you
"Hey Boy" you say
"This is the last time you'll get away
You know you'll make it up to me for this
You'll have to make it up to me."
"So you stay where you lay
This is the last time you'll get your way
You know you'll make it up to me for this
You'll be alone again and you'll regret we ever kissed."
Blowing your smoke like a chimney steaming
Hot air balloon out of fuel you're screaming
You're too far off the ground
You can't see the sky for the clouds
I'm stalking myself like a wolf who's wearing
A sheepish disguise calling bloody Mary
I'm too far to be gone
And I'm so sick of holding on
You'll never be happy again
What's the difference if I'm coming home tomorrow or if I'm coming home today?
I'm not coming home to stay anyway
What's the difference if I'm seeing her tomorrow? I'm still seeing her today
I'll be making up excuses either way
There comes a point when you don't even have regrets
It's only things you haven't done
MIstakes you haven't had the chance to make
What's the difference if I'm killing time tomorrow
I'm still killing time today
At least I'll take my time, I'll survive another day
Hotter than hell you're too much to handle
You've taken this too far
And now you're shooting your own star
I'm saying goodbye like an ocean waving
Running away from my constant cravings
You've taken me this far
So now I'll lick my wounds and disarm you
"Hey Boy" you say
"This is the last time you'll get away
You know you'll make it up to me for this
You'll have to make it up to me."
"So you stay where you lay
This is the last time you'll get your way
You know you'll make it up to me for this
You'll be alone again and you'll regret we ever kissed."
Blowing your smoke like a chimney steaming
Hot air balloon out of fuel you're screaming
You're too far off the ground
You can't see the sky for the clouds
I'm stalking myself like a wolf who's wearing
A sheepish disguise calling bloody Mary
I'm too far to be gone
And I'm so sick of holding on
You'll never be happy again
What's the difference if I'm coming home tomorrow or if I'm coming home today?
I'm not coming home to stay anyway
What's the difference if I'm seeing her tomorrow? I'm still seeing her today
I'll be making up excuses either way
There comes a point when you don't even have regrets
It's only things you haven't done
MIstakes you haven't had the chance to make
What's the difference if I'm killing time tomorrow
I'm still killing time today
At least I'll take my time, I'll survive another day
Credits
Writer(s): Shane M Told
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