| You set a fire and you walked away
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| Set me free of my hopes and dreams
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| It’s so hard to pinpoint the blame
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| Then there’s me, the general consensus judge and jury
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| Then there’s me, everybody screaming guilty
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| And I’m wrong as you fan the flames into my face
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| I’m wrong as you watch the pieces fall away
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| You can try to catch my name, save it for a lonely grave
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| Ignition and friction burn away
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| You set a fire and you walked away
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| And I’m still learning how to read all the smoke signals you send me Set a fire and you walked away
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| Get the picture I was framed
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| It’s so hard to pinpoint the blame
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| Then there’s me, the general consensus judge and jury
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| Then there’s me, everybody screaming guilty
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| And I’m wrong as you fan the flames into my face
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| I’m wrong as you watch the pieces fall away
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| You can try to catch my name, save it for a lonely grave
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| Ignition and friction burn away
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| I won’t take up too much space
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| Save it for a lonely grave
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| No one’s visiting me anyway
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| And I’m wrong as you fan the flames into my face
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| I’m wrong as you watch the pieces fall away
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| You can try to catch my name, save it for a lonely grave
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| Ignition and friction burn away |