Burned It Up
    (专辑: Treble & Reverb - 2012)
    
    And I'm guessing you still think I 
still got them  I 
burned it up, I 
burned it up, I 
burned it  And I'm guessing you still think you got it like that  I 
burned it up, I 
burned it up, I 
burned it  All the 
pictures, all the 
letters, all the 
memories of you  I 
burned it up, I 
burned it up, I 
burned it  Sitting at the 
fireplace  Forgetting everything I 
did in them old days   Like a 
coin to a 
packer with a 
hole  We were like them, nothing less, nothing more  Here's your 50 cent, fine! You can keep it  Cause you are a 
little late and your pockets is empty  You used to be my wind and I 
was your dust  I'll follow you everywhere you could thrust  The 
end of the 
day comes night  Now I 
know wrong from right  I 
remember the 
night you was walking  Hand in hand with that flimsy girl  And you made sure I'd end up feeling like it's my fault  It took some time to open up my eyes  Now the 
grass is surely greener on the 
other side  I'm glad that I 
can say, I 
got this fool out my mind   And I'm guessing you still think I 
still got them  I 
burned it up, I 
burned it up, I 
burned it  And I'm guessing you still think you got it like that  I 
burned it up, I 
burned it up, I 
burned it  All the 
pictures, all the 
letters, all the 
memories of you  I 
burned it up, I 
burned it up, I 
burned it  Sitting at the 
fireplace  Forgetting everything I 
did in them old days   I 
need a 
boy, lookin lookin at my phone  Hopping, praying you could call it  It got too quiet so ended up falling falling falling  Sunken down, sunken down  An di was here to 11, and now you're expecting  For me to come around cause what we had was profound  You don't miss your water until it runs dry  Never like before, you had me wrong with your lies   And I'm guessing you still think I 
still got that  I 
burned it up, I 
burned it up, I 
burned it  And I'm guessing you still think you got it like that  I 
burned it up, I 
burned it up, I 
burned it  All the 
pictures, all the 
letters, all the 
memories of you  I 
burned it up, I 
burned it up, I 
burned it  Sitting at the 
fireplace  Forgetting everything I 
did in them old days   To be honest I 
was a 
little clueless  Didn't know that you'd end up being so heartless  I 
was mess when you left  After all the 
stress babe, they should put you under arrest  Now you're over here thinking you could get it back  Look at you, still thinking you want that  I 
tell you what... you can kiss my ass