I need you to set me on fire
I need you to set me aflame
I need you to be the one (when I finally come undone)
To strike the match and start the burn
I need to feel your stomach turn
I need you to set me on fire
I need you to set me free
And when I start to melt away (and it's too late to douse the flame)
I need to know that you'll be there
Through burning flesh and singeing hair
I need you to set me on fire
Every day is just another chance to exchange malicious glances
And carve intricate dances through the tedious debris
You find your solace now in spurious bursts in the arms of some cold stranger
Sheltered from all danger by the role you choose to play
I need you to silently suffer
I need to watch you suffering for me
I need to know that you're in pain in the worst possible way
The way that I once ached for you
Every hour of every day
I need peace for the first time in a long time
I need release from this knot in my spine
And when the bourbon within my veins outweighs the sense left in my brain
I need you to say the word
To make sure I don't lose my nerve
I need you to set me free
And I guess this is what I get for my passive disposition
Charmed into submission by the stupid words you say
I guess at least no one will ever say I had no imagination
Accept my resignation as "the one who got away"
The one who got away