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Burn for You


You're a saint,

with the lips of a sinner,

and a heart of a killer.

 

You build me up,

just to tear me down,

bigshot of a small town.

 

I don't know,

why I waste my love on you.

I'm cold as the winter snow,

I'm in need of some rescue.

You say you want me,

but you act like I'm a nobody,

You never see me through,

that's ok because I'd burn for you. 

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