You burn the bridges you are standin' on
throw off the blankets that keep you warm
pull out the stitches that keep you whole
You just can't do this on your own
If things were different
If you were different
we could have a picnic
just you and me
If things were better
a whole lot better
we might get to talk a while
and even agree
You hold things tightly then just let them go
You need so badly but won't let them know
rip off the plaster just to watch you bleed
you bite the hand that tries to feed
If things were different
If you were different
we could have a picnic
just you and me
If things were better
a whole lot better
we might get to talk a while
and even agree
