Bow down you chose your maker He never gives he's always the taker The electric burns that fuel the fire It's just your suicide messiah Step inside I've been waiting here for you Step inside we've been waiting here for you Crawl through the things that

Bother me, tell me awful things You know I love it when you do that Helps me get through this without you Love it when you do that on me You know I love it when you move that on me Burn me down 'til I'm nothin' but memories I get it, girl (I get it,

I breathe you in Now that I breathe in I feel a fire burning underneath my skin I feel a freedom from this hopelessness within Why do I got to learn the hard way Why do I got to burn my bridges down Now that I feel so numb Can’t I just be me for fuck’s

'Cause she's just like the weather, can't hold her together Born from dark water, daughter of the rain and snow 'Cause it's burning through the bloodline It's cutting down the family tree Growing in the landscape, darling, in between you and me She can't

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

Let it burn Gotta let it burn When your feeling ain't the same and your body don't want to But you know gotta let it go 'Cause the party ain't jumpin' like it used to Even though this might bruise you Deep down you know it's best for yourself but you

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

And I've got the blues for you As I stand by your flame I get burned once again Feelin' low down, I'm blue As I sit by the fire Of your warm desire I've got the blues for you, yeah Every night you've been away I've sat down and I have prayed

In the land of a billion lights The city of angels Lost in the city of angels Down in the comfort of strangers, I Found myself in the fire burnt hills One life, one love, live There was truth, there was consequence, against you A weak defense, then

Whiskey's in the air, dog's on the burner Beer's ice cold, got a pretty little lady to hold Southern summer And that sun shining down like Daddy's silver dollar Gotta hop on the old dirt road to the days of gold Yeah, these are the days of gold Well it's