all
birds
We haven't burned these bridges  For the last time  So I'll get the gas, You bring the matches  We can dowse these threads on our backs. No longer birds of prey  We are just fuel for this fire. This is gone...it feels so wrong   Yet sometimes it feels so right. This is gone on for to long baby. I broke your heart  When the winds go colder,  Broke my neck  Explaining things I can't explain. Back and forth, Its always back and forth  When it comes to you and I.