Burn the House Down

Burn The House Down - Scars On 45

N a down-and-out town

Living can kill your dreams

In this down-and-out house

Ambition bursts through the seams

I'm sure the neighbours know well

We always stood on broke eggshells

Little broken old bar

A number can clean you out

So you hurry on home

And so your credit card shouts

We're never taken in hearts

We spend each day on the bones of our arts

You're the story of my life

Send me a match with your letter

A canister follows me 'round

Send me a match with your letter

So I can burn the house down

In the cigarette smoke

There lays an empty purse

In the cigarette smoke

I meant to have you hurt

Yet there's nothing I've seen

That could compare with you and me

She's the story of my life

Send me a match with your letter

A canister follows me 'round

Send me a match with your letter

So I can burn the house down

I guess that I'll see you soon

But everything here falls through

I hope that I see you soon

A warning day

You're the story of my life

Send me a match with your letter

A canister follows me 'round

Send me a match with your letter

So I can burn the house down

So I can burn the house down

So I can burn the house down

So I can burn the house down

So I can burn the house down

So I can burn the house down

So I can burn the house down

So I can burn the house down