| Seems like so long ago now
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| But I can still remember those feelings
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| Of being left alone with myself
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| Sitting in the garden
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| Watching our house burn
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| Knowing I couldn’t help it
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| It always had to end in a big statement like that
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| We were always so intense
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| Out of control
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| We never understood what we had
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| Never knew how to deal with it
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| Always tearing at each other
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| The violence and the shame
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| Banging my head against the wall
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| Wanting to explode
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| And it was my idea
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| And I put you there
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| I lied and said I didn’t want you
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| You were running to someone else
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| Breaking the spell
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| Being able to see me for what I really was
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| And then the flames
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| Wanted you
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| Make me feel like no man in the world wanted you
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| Still feel the flame
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| Still feel the cold
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| Still feel the flame
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| Gets so cold around the stove
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| They still reach for me
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| Where you gonna go now
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| They still reach for me
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| Where you gonna go now
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| Made you feel like no man in the world wanted you
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| Made me feel like no woman in the world wanted me
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| Still feel the flame
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| Some days it seems I’ve left those feelings so far behind
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| Still feel the cold
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| But they’re always there, waiting
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| Still feel the flame
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| Tempting, trying to release you
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| It’s so cold around the stove
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| Don’t believe, don’t cherish your pretence
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| They still reach for me
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| You strike a match
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| Where you gonna go now
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| The thrill of having nothing
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| They still reach for me
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| The smell of the flames
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| Where you gonna go now
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| Made me feel like no man in the world wanted you
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| Made me feel like no woman in the world wanted me |