the arsonist

Baby, this ain't no controlled burn This house is burning to ashes in our hands Oh, in our hands It's withered and blue, like this rose that you gave me When you swore you'd never treat me this bad But I'm starting to think that you knew just what you were doing When you lit the match and you said This ain't no controlled burn Cause we're arsonists now, baby Leaving scorch marks on this planet as it turns This ain't no controlled burn And we'll only leave this house As two pillars of smoke As we choke on the rubble of what could have been Oh, what should have been Oh, what would have been But for the tinders in this place But for the hollows in your face Guess I'm an arsonist now, baby Call me an arsonist now, baby I'm setting fire to our halcyon days I'm setting fire to my innocent ways This ain't no controlled burn But if you only come when you smell smoke Then I'll set the world aflame and watch it grow Into the sky, ashes piling high in my hands as we dance As we fall, as we cry As we die As we die