Nothing really changed
What a big surprise
Cheer for the demise
Of a summer night affair
Flash an empty smile
Posture left and right
Entertain a thought
A blink and it's gone
Back to monochrome
Have a drink or three
Laughing on repeat
Wave the facts away
Does it feel better?
Can it feel any worse?
I am the fire
I am the riot at your door...
Nothing really changed
Who's still surprised?
What happened to the desire
Of that hazy summer night?
Living dreams away
Arranging compromise
Time to realize
The feeling is gone
Bottled, tagged and sold
I am the fire
I am the riot at your door...