Burn Down The House

(альбом: Fortuneteller's Melody - 2006)

Today I promise I'll never love you again
I swear I'll care as little as I can
'Cause I've become accustomed to wearing nothing
But pink nail polish on my left hand

So many valuable lessons I learned from you
Like forgiveness and breaking hearts too
Now that you're a goner in your honor
More of the silence is the least I can do

Cut the lines
Blow up a few bridges
Trim the fat
Trim the grass
Clean out the fridge
Then sweep up the mess
Put on my Sunday best
And burn down the house
Burn down the house
Toss an easy stride into this dance I call life
And Burrrn, yeah

I never did like your fantasy football friends
I'll never have to watch Caddyshack again
I finally started cooking and if you're looking
I'm walking my new dog in front of my new house
Got a new job and the money's come in
See you need a new man and a world and a new life
Nothing's quite as right as a girl on the mend

Cut the lines
Blow up a few bridges
Trim the fat
Trim the grass
Clean out the fridge
Then sweep up the mess
Put on my Sunday best
And burn down the house
Burn down the house
Toss an easy stride into this dance I call life
And Burn
Yeah, yeah

Oh, whoa, whoa
Tearing down old walls
Putting up new ones
Have a little fun it's wrecking ball night
Gotta little itching to get down in the kitchen
With my tall drink of water and some dynamite

Cut the lines
Blow up a few bridges
Trim the fat
Trim the grass
Clean out the fridge
Then sweep up the mess
Put on my Sunday best
And burn down the house
Burn down the house
Toss an easy stride into this dance I call life
And burn, burn, burn
Baby, burn

Ah, burn it up, yeah
Don't know burn, burn
Burn it, burn it, burn it up