HouseMadeOfSticks

There's a fire that's been burning for weeks

It started off small, you know I love small things

They bring me joy just like my daughter's toy cars and how they slide

Down the ramp so effortlessly

Just a product of their design

I've been worrying about you and your health

You've been doing a lot of complaining about

My hair and my teeth so I pull each its

Don't worry, you take everything I say literally

It only bothers me if I let it

It only bothers me if I let it

It only bothers me if I let it

You think you're a friend

You couldn't be further from the that, no

I think it's the end

I couldn't be more sure of that, oh

I know, I know, I know

I wish it was easier

You can try me out all you like

But I am not a taste that improves over time

You were good in the morning and great at night

You are the soft grades sky, just before sunrise

I've been living such a lonely life in a house I hate

Infested with my hair all around me

My house is empty

I don't believe in anything