Thought I could love a good guy Though we could figure it out Footsteps on the rosewood I'd been drowning in a drought Thought I could teach my eyes to Conjure you instead Of him and all his sherbet sugar words stuck in my head Lions and tigers in my bed They all roar, why? I can't burn the bridges, burn the bridges I can't quit My hearts split in half, it's just no good He left me stitches but I still recall his digits Like echo I can't let go I wish to god that I could Burn the bridges, burn the bridges Burn the bridges, burn the bridges Thought I could be your daydream Fairy-tale pale pink Rollerscate past roses That will always reek of him Princess for you darling Think I'm too fucked up On sherbet lips and circus tricks when I wasn't enough And he was mine, and now we're done But still I cry, coz I– I can't burn the bridges, burn the bridges I can't quit My hearts split in half, it's just no good He left me stitches but I still recall his digits Like echo I can't let go I wish to god that I could Burn the bridges, burn the bridges Burn the bridges, burn the bridges You want what I can't give And I wish it weren't true That at night I dream of him Whilst sleeping next to you Lions beside my bed Whispering all your merits It's no good I can't burn the bridges, burn the bridges I can't quit My hearts split in half, it's just no good He left me stitches but I still recall his digits Like echo I can't let go I wish to god that I could Burn the bridges, burn the bridges Burn the bridges, burn the bridges Burn the bridges, burn the bridges Burn the bridges, burn the bridges