Like Fire Would Lyrics

The notes are coming at me at right angles

At odds to all the walls I ever built

I consume what I touch like fire would

And I'll be returned to ash and dust and silt

Tell me what you're doing with your free time

I can't seem to count up all my minutes

I stretch and press and test everybody's patience

Until I wind up at the edges of everyone's limits

You ain't gotta tell me

How keepsakes make good kindling

I've burned right through the past a thousand times

I don't mind criticism

When I'm the one to give it

But I hate it when it's my ass on the line

The songs run in the background

Far from this tiny stage we set

Soon they'll be turning off the marquee

And we'll see just how dark it really gets

You ain't gotta tell me

How keepsakes make good kindling

I've burned right through the past a thousand times

I don't mind criticism

When I'm the one to give it

But I hate it when it's my ass on the line