To get rid of your things
I can feel the heat on my face
Give me something to spark the flame
Trying to stare at your picture
But it don't
The answers may sting
It don't, it don't, oh, it don't
In my eyes makes it hard not to cry
For reasons that only I know
Not for all the smoke, oh
Ooh, holding on isn't healthy
Oh, and the smoke
But I can't see it for all this smoke
Enough procrastinating
The reason is supposed to make sense
Oh, and the smoke
But it don't, but it don't
In my eyes makes it hard not to cry
The reason is supposed to make sense
Givin' me the time
Give me something to spark the flame
Take away the pain, take it away
Take away the pain, take it away
Give me something to spark the flame
But it's killin' me to let go
Take away the pain, take it away
(Be so beautiful)
And I won't have to leave my room
Why you gone?
I need to get rid of your things
(It would be so beautiful)
Maybe it'll rain today
In my eyes makes it hard not to cry
Take away the paint, take it away
Why you gone?
The reason is supposed to make sense
But it don't
Givin' me the time
(So beautiful)
Why you gone?
I can feel the heat on my face
I can feel the heat on my face
But I'm afraid to ask the mirror
Give me something to spark the flame
Oh, and the smoke
