I started a fire in my garden shed
You got so mad, I guess I understand
You got to know me but you weren't interested
You said, "Go to bed, I'm tired of keeping track"
I'm tired of keeping track
Could it really be that bad
I started a fire in my f*cking head
You got so mad, I'll never understand
You got to know me but I wasn't interested
You said, "Have a seat, you barely speak to me"
And I said, "I'm tired of keeping track"
I'm tired of keeping track
Could it really be that bad
Could it really be that bad
Could we really be that bad
F*cking finally
Could we really be that bad