Tell the kid in you that it's okay
You don't have to have it all figured out
Beyond a shadow of a doubt
Put the work down till Monday
The loudest people have nothing to say
Why chime in? They'll just take it the wrong way
If there's a pain in your chest
Take off your bulletproof vest
And let me in

You're burning everything to the ground
Quit fucking around
With gasoline and matches and shit you can't fix
Come down from your crucifix

Contentment's been a cold case you can't close
How you long for it, staring out the window
On a plane or a train, somewhere far away from home

You're burning everything to the ground
Quit fucking around
With gasoline and matches and shit you can't fix
Come down from your crucifix
You're burning everything to the ground
Quit fucking around
With gasoline and matches
With gasoline and matches

In your backyard, in the clear
Talking up a storm like we needed one here
Closest as friends when we were little kids
Can't recreate it, can only imitate it
You talk in the past tense
Like there's nothing worth discussing
In the prison of the present
If there's a pain in your chest
Take off your bulletproof vest
And let me in

You're burning everything to the ground
Quit fucking around
With gasoline and matches and shit you can't fix
Come down from your crucifix
You're burning everything to the ground
Quit fucking around
With gasoline and matches
With gasoline and matches

You're burning everything to the ground
Quit fucking around