The Young Arsonist 가사

Ex girls floating in jars of formaldehyde Their once magic eyes no longer seem alive It's time I set all my half-written songs on fire and feed my dreadful poems to the flames Why am I keeping all these memories on ice? Do I really believe their pulses might return? It's time to torch the piles of extinct fantasies To detonate and wheel and run while they burn A knife to drive into the hearts of prior I's It's for the better Bid them so long The moments they lived, right or wrong, are gone forever I'll be something new without them Staring sculptures of my former favorite friends Their once laughing voices faint and distant now I'm weary with the weight of my previous life I want to push it from a plane and watch it crash down Laid out side by side those phases with their eyes closed Laid out in a line my dying boys all wave goodbye I'll be something new without them