Burning Man

If my heart were made of glass

it would have broken fast with you around

I wish I did not love you past

the prairie's flat and baron towns

So I wrote your name across my arm

and in the dark I could hate you more

But every night it fades away

as if to take me back to before

And I don't have any money

for your late night calls

I don't have any answers

but I know you got em all

So Daisy won't you pick it up

I'm on the dark side of the phone

The toughest pill I swallow is you don't love me anymore

You don't love me anymore

All this discontent my face laments

ain't covered by a painted mask

Please just go and disappear away from here

thats all I'll ask cause

I don't have any money

for your late night calls

I don't have any answers

but I know you got em all

So Daisy won't you pick it up

I'm on the dark side of the phone

The toughest pill I swallow is you don't love me anymore

You don't love me anymore

And if my heart were made of stone

I'd leave you alone just as fast as a shot

Your love is like a bullet, cold and solid

and without a thought

And I don't have any money

for your late night call

I don't have any answers

but I know you got em all

So Daisy won't you pick it up

I'm on the dark side of the phone

Oh you and I we we're better but you don't love me anymore

You don't love me anymore