butane Lyrics

Did I leave on the stove

Cause the room smells just like butane

And I'm sweating through my clothes

I think I'd better go

I'll climb on the fire escape

Before this whole thing blows

Oh, I'm so tired of talking

My head feels lighter than a cloud

If I say one more wrong thing

I'm gonna burn this place to the ground

Do I smell smoke

Cause I'm coughing up ashes

And I'm bleeding from my throat

Oh, I'm so tired of talking

I'm charring up the walls

If I say one more wrong thing

We're gonna watch this whole place fall

Watch how fast it can all go up in flames

Nothing left but the chimney

And a metal bed frame

Your voice is sirens cutting through the rain

Wish that I could control the things that I say

Wish that I could keep the fire

In the fireplace

Your voice is sirens cutting through the rain

And I'm afraid

There's nothing left to save

There's nothing left to save

No, There's nothing to save