All the bridges burn
And I’m just watching, with a cigarette in hand
I always had a feeling that the blood that bound and now break us
All this time, it was really gasoline
And it makes so much sense now
That you seem more and more like a machine
I know you think I’m completely useless, that I’m weak, that I’m dumb
I’ve reached that point now, where the pain just makes me numb
and to be frank, I’m back to wishing I’d die soon
and I no longer love you
all the way to the moon
You judge me for fucking with thugs
Well, you can all shut up
At least I’m not on harder drugs
And how was I supposed to know my worth?
All I ever learned
Is that love leads to hurt
So ‘Scuse me while I fight for my sanity
I’m done fighting for a place
within this screwed up «picture perfect» family
All the bridges burn
and I’m just watching with a cigarette in hand
I always had the feeling that the blood that bound and now break us
All this time, it was really gasoline
and it makes so much sense now
how desperately we’re all searching
for some form of medicine
All the years that went by, could not force us back into place
I loved you to the moon, until I got lost in outer space
And now the puzzle is missing pieces, and I have pushed you all the way to the border
I guess the last straw broke when I got this bipolar disorder
So I let the gasoline burn, as I watch you twist and turn
You can’t pretend, it shows and I know
Don’t feel bad, ‘Cuz I feel numb and I’m ready to let you go
I let you go
This picture perfect family
that has it all in order
and I will live and die alone
with this bipolar disorder
Yeah, ‘till the day I die
It’s me and this bipolar disorder
’Scuse me while I fight for my sanity
Yeah, ‘Scuse me while I
fight fight fight
for my sanity
But I am done, done, done
fighting for a place
Within this picture perfect family
So let the bridges burn until you’re free
Your silence always spoke so damn loud
of how you never wanted me
Gasoline, all this time..
All the way to the moon
It was gasoline
