We'll burn that bridge when we get there Hello Miss Heartbroke Sit your sweet self down It's good to see your dancin' feet back out on the town Rumor has it you've had trouble with your man I've had trouble of my own, I think I understand We'll put out

We said we'd both loved higher than we knew we could go But still the hardest part is knowing when to let go You wanted to go higher, higher, higher We burned too bright, now the fire's gone, watch it all fall down We burned too bright, now the fire's

We gon' burn the whole house down Way up, way up we go Been up and down that road Way up, way up, oh no You've got something to hide Used to keep it cool Should I keep it light? Watch me stand in the line You're only serving lies

There's a firefly loose tonight Better catch it before it burns this place down And I lie if I don't feel so right But the world looks better through your eyes Feeling like you won't believe And hold me tight, don't let me breathe It's only been one

I won't ever be your cornerstone. Watch her run, can you feel it? I don't want to be here holding on. A single book of matches gonna burn what's standing in the way. Roaring down the mountain, they're calling on the fire brigade. Carry out the pictures

Let it take you right down to your knees Sometimes the only way around it Is to let love do it's work Seven forty two in the morning Eight seconds before it all sinks in So let it hurt, let it bleed Let it burn to the worst degree May not be what you

Big Jack, Big Jack, The steam is a burning, Workin' up and down the line, The pot is getting ready, He's been working it so hard, When it comes to lovin', Big jack is on his way, Wink of satisfaction,

(Tearing myself apart) from the things that make me hurt Something aches Bad things slither My floors are burning down And I can't find a window This is medieval This is cerebral

It just gets all the way to me It ain't like smoke gets in your clothes Naw, it cuts through my skin and digs in way down deep Soaks in like rain Burns like a flame Takes ahold of my soul underneath Something 'bout George Jones on the headphones Truth

Let me hear it now We all come in from the cold We come down from the wire An everybody warms themselves To a different fire When sometimes we get burned You'd think sometime we'd learn