Burn it.I took the photos that we own, downI dragged the memory off its throne, downI'm tearing every promise overgrown, downI'm leaving every cruel thing you condone, alone, downNo more soft, no more waitNo more knocking at your gateBurn it down, burn it downEvery little thing you left aroundBurn it down, burn it downI'm a fire and you're not coming roundLight it up and watch it hit the groundBurn it downI'm done apologizing in the darkI'm done rehearsing how to leave a markI'm done collecting reasons you were rightI'm done — and done's the loudest thing I'll writeNo more soft, no more waitNo more knocking at your gateBurn it down, burn it downEvery little thing you left aroundBurn it down, burn it downI'm a fire and you're not coming roundLight it up and watch it hit the groundBurn it downThe hoodie on my chair — goneThe playlist that we shared — goneI'm not sad, I'm a match, and I'm bored of the smokeBurn it downDown, down — burn it down---
