dysfunctional

you're in the business of burning bridges

never look back once you've left the scene

you make it hard not to hold my breath

when you're the candle in front of me

you're in the business of cutting ties

a-and you do it so suddenly

you run with scissors like a child

i keep you under my canopy

i did the math

this can never work

i'll be the next in you're line of hurt

cause what we have is dysfunctional

but maybe i'm not the one to talk

we both get too emotional

i know i carry a lot of stuff

cause what i know is dysfunctional

but maybe i'm not the one to judge

i wanna change but it's difficult

i guess we'll wait for the lines

for the lines

to cross

you leave me wounded and needing stitches

i follow you like an old routine

you make it hard not to strike a match

when you're the pitcher of gasoline

i did the math

this can never work

cause i'll be the next in your line of hurt

cause what we have is dysfunctional

but maybe i'm not the one to talk

we both get too emotional

i know i carry a lot of stuff

cause what i know is dysfunctional

but maybe i'm not the one to judge

i wanna change but it's difficult

i guess we'll wait for the lines to cross

don't set fire to the rescue boat

it won't hold

it won't hold

don't set fire to the things you love the most

you love

don't set fire to the rescue boat

it won't hold

it won't hold

don't set fire to the things you love the most

cause what we have is dysfunctional

but maybe i'm not the one to talk

we both get too emotional

i know i carry a lot of stuff

cause what i know is dysfunctional

but maybe i'm not the one to judge

i wanna change but it's difficult

i guess we'll wait for the lines

for the lines

to cross