Before my house burns down

I'll strike a match myself

I'd rather keep me warm than come home to a burnt out shell

Everyone I love ends up leaving me and deceiving me into thinking that they ever cared

Everybody comes apart eventually, and eventually what you meant to me will disappear

This house is not a home

It's built on a thousand regrets

And if these walls could talk they'd weep and pray for the dead

Everyone I love ends up leaving me and deceiving me into thinking that they ever cared

Everybody comes apart eventually, and eventually what you meant to me will disappear

Everybody comes apart eventually