|
These past few days, it's been a terrible house |
|
Hold pain and it won't soon forget it |
|
And we ain't got a broom, broken glass in every room |
|
We're both to blame for it, I'm sure |
|
But tell me one thing, if another man said your name |
|
Would it still sound poetic? |
|
If so fuck it then, don't really wanna live |
|
Just call the cops on me |
|
And tell 'em I'm jumping out of the window with my heart on fire |
|
Flying fast as the wind goes as I chase the moonlight |
|
Love grows like a crescendo and it take me high |
|
So I'm jumping out of the window with my heart on fire, tonight |
|
Way up, way up |
|
Way up, way up |
|
These past 2 years we could fill up a room with tears |
|
From the floor to the ceiling |
|
We could feel the sun even through a thunderstorm |
|
The floods won't reach the gates, I'm sure |
|
The climb did changed now I'm carrying |
|
Always rains but you still love the weather |
|
If so fuck it then, don't really wanna leave |
|
Just call the press on me |
|
And tell 'em I'm jumping out of the window with my heart on fire |
|
Flying fast as the wind goes as I chase the moonlight |
|
Love grows like a crescendo and it take me high |
|
So I'm jumping out of the window with my heart on fire, tonight |
|
Way up, way up |
|
Way up, way up |
|
Now I'm jumping and falling and calling and screaming your name |
|
Glasses and pieces I'm clearing it off of my face |
|
How many stories have fallen, where do I begin? |
|
The damage is done, you can tell by the cuts in my skin |
|
Ain't no running away from all of the painful things |
|
If my heart hits the ground you know it'll leave a stain |
|
I see your foot on the ledge, I know that you feel the same |
|
Let's jump out of this window together |
|
Jumping out of the window |
|
Flying fast as the wind goes for love |
|
Jumping out of the window |
|
Flying fast as the wind goes for love |
|
Jumping out of the window with my heart on fire... |
