I fell asleep to the sound
Of a house burning down
Covered my ears just to learn
Mom and dad can scream so loud
Rage meets a boy
Turns him into a flame
With a temper and tendency
To absorb pain
I think they knew
That my sister and I always heard them
People are blind
When they want to hurt people that hurt them
My mother maintains
That she kept her head
When I was younger,
She always said
Ooh I, I
I'm not the type to back down
Rather burn this whole town
To the ground
Down, down
I fell asleep in a cold sweat
On his naked chest
My very first love feels
More like my very first test
Boy meets a boy
Turns him into a knife
With a warm disposition
And penchant for fights
Now you're sitting on my bed
Screaming all the threats that
Cut so much deeper than you think
I blink
And I start to realize
That I've normalized
Conflict all my life
Love feels like fighting myself
Through someone else
He looks at me and says
Ooh I, I
I'm not the type to back down
Rather burn this whole town to the ground
Down, down
Ooh I, I
I'm not the type you forget
Never learned to regret what I burn
Down, down