It's like a honor to be here with you
Climbing up on the roof
Can't even thank anyone
It's like a picture burned into stone
In a flame
Burning still
Snakes, and sticks, and trickery
I can't believe you're still with me
Oh
Oh
Oh
In a flame
Burning still
Snakes, and sticks, and trickery
I can't believe you're still with me
Oh
Yeah
Oh
Yeah
Snakes, and sticks, and trickery
I can't believe you're still with me
Snakes, and sticks, and trickery
I can't believe you are here
Oh
Yeah
Oh
Yeah
In reality
I can't fathom anything better
It's bad weather
It's bad weather
A cruel joke, laughing at us
Painting a hill in a lake
It's the kind of fall
Nobody's watching
It's the kind of step
That you don't take
You're kinda right
The candles bright
It burns away
I watch at night
You're kinda right
The candles bright
It burns away
I watch at night
You're kinda right
The candles bright
It burns away
I watch at night
You're kinda right
The candles bright
It burns away
I watch at night