| You set a fire and you walked away | |
| Set me free of my hopes and dreams | |
| It's so hard to pinpoint the blame | |
| Then there's me, the general consensus judge and jury | |
| Then there's me, everybody screaming guilty | |
| And I'm wrong as you fan the flames into my face | |
| I'm wrong as you watch the pieces fall away | |
| You can try to catch my name, save it for a lonely grave | |
| Ignition and friction burn away | |
| You set a fire and you walked away | |
| And I'm still learning how to read all the smoke signals you send me | |
| Set a fire and you walked away | |
| Get the picture I was framed | |
| It's so hard to pinpoint the blame | |
| Then there's me, the general consensus judge and jury | |
| Then there's me, everybody screaming guilty | |
| And I'm wrong as you fan the flames into my face | |
| I'm wrong as you watch the pieces fall away | |
| You can try to catch my name, save it for a lonely grave | |
| Ignition and friction burn away | |
| I won't take up too much space | |
| Save it for a lonely grave | |
| No one's visiting me anyway | |
| And I'm wrong as you fan the flames into my face | |
| I'm wrong as you watch the pieces fall away | |
| You can try to catch my name, save it for a lonely grave | |
| Ignition and friction burn away |