Arson
You started out fresh with your axe on your shoulders
One hand in another, cleverly stewn.
Who would have thought that itd be six years later,
Another mistake and youre out on your own.
So do you think that they will still listen?
Still come see the shows and still sing along?
Who would have thought that itd be six years later,
Wed still be playing the same riffs and songs
Were an army of hearts, too bold to dishearten,
Too heavy to crumble, too big to tear down,
She will try till her last dying day,
To take what we love and burn it to the ground.
So lets lay it out, well take it from the top
And try a change of pace,
Youll do your best to stop, but the fact remains the same
Were an army of hearts, and watch out for the break…
And listen to the songs and dont you dare forget the name.
Ill never go away, she said,
My heart and my hands still holding her head.
Two more hours till Im out of her bed,
One more night of this and Ill be dead.