Idiot Pilot
Glass Fields
Quit playing with fire
You'll get burned
Quit playing with fire
You'll get scarred

I've got too many
Excuses to never love again

Burn down buildings
Flaming Towns
Exploding mattresses
Silence and primal screams

I've got too many
Excuses to never love again
I've got too many
Excuses to never love again

Concrete acres and glass fields
We're all trying to reach higher ground
Any way you turn
You're headed back to shore

Concrete acres and glass fields
We're all trying to reach higher ground
Any way you turn
You're headed back to shore
I've got too many
Excuses to never love again