Don't let him fool you
His laugh is a lie
He's dying inside
From the sticks and stones somebody threw
Our tongues are like matches
Our ears are like trees
Our words are like sparks
On dry summer leaves
It doesn't take much
For the flames to rise
And turn a soul
Into a forest fire
She's not half as strong, no
As she'd like to let on
She smiles, but she knows
She can't take one more blow
From the hate that she's heard for so long
Our tongues are like matches
Our ears are like trees
Our words are like sparks
On dry summer leaves
It doesn't take much
For the flames to rise
And turn a soul
Into a forest fire
Be careful
Be careful what you say
Our tongues are like matches
Our ears are like trees
Our words are like sparks
On dry summer leaves
It doesn't take much
For the flames to rise
And turn a soul
Into a forest fire
He's not bulletproof Don't let him fool you His laugh is a lie He's dying inside From the sticks and stones somebody threw Our tongues are like matches Our ears are like trees Our words are like sparks On dry summer leaves It doesn't take much For the flames to rise And turn a soul Into a forest fire She's not half as strong, no As she'd like to let on She smiles, but she knows She can't take one more blow From the hate that she's heard for so long Our tongues are like matches Our ears are like trees Our words are like sparks On dry summer leaves It doesn't take much For the flames to rise And turn a soul Into a forest fire Be careful Be careful what you say Our tongues are like matches Our ears are like trees Our words are like sparks On dry summer leaves It doesn't take much For the flames to rise And turn a soul Into a forest fire Explain Request ×
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