It Burns - Funeral Diner

In reference to what, sew my mouth shut

And move out, because

There’s no room for you anymore

Or anyone, or anyone

But at least I was wrong about this

But not everything

And everything’s changed

But me

But me

And I rather fight, dear

Than do nothing

Another change of plan

But I think I can cope with this

So give me

Another chance

To give this up

I swear it will

Stay the same this time