I’ll light the kindling, you pour the wax
and you turn away as I cover my tracks
you be the lucky one, I’ll be the puppet
and carry on papering over the cracks
so how did we end up so charred?
how did we get so blackened and scarred?
did we know we were burning our trust?
as the smoke rises high from the pyre of us
I’ll look away now while you strike the match
you pull the fences down, I’ll plug the gaps
burning these bridges was not my decision
so I’ll prop you up ’til I also collapse
so how did we end up so charred?
how did we get so blackened and scarred?
did we know we were burning our trust?
as the smoke rises high from the pyre of us
make me an offer or make me afraid
do we still need the fire brigade?
give me a signal to keep up this vigil
and I’ll never know that you wouldn’t have stayed
so how did we end up so charred?
how did we get so blackened and scarred?
in the ashes of all that we’ve lost
the words still sigh from this mired discourse
as the smoke rises high from the pyre of us