This house is full of ears,
But I can't talk to anyone.
They've heard this one a thousand times.
Most exciting thing I do,
Hang half way out a third floor window,
Maybe throw lit cigarettes down.
And maybe I'll catch fire.
Something warm to hold me,
Something pure to burn away the darkness that hides inside my mind.
All that evil shit's not hard to find.
I guess I only claim to be nice.
This house is full of eyes,
But I can't look at anyone.
They've seen this face a thousand times.
Most relaxing thing I do,
Hang half way out a third floor window,
And look at rocks if I fall out.
Well maybe I'll fall hard.
Something tough to break me,
Something sharp to rip into my insides and bleed out all that pain.
Sorry I don't even know your name.
I guess for me it's easy this way.
Maybe I'll catch fire.
Something warm to hold me,
Something pure to burn away the darkness that hides inside my mind.
All that evil shit's not hard to find.
I guess I only claim to be nice.
Maybe Ill Catch Fire Video (MV)
Performed By: Alkaline Trio
Written by: DANIEL MICHAEL ANDRIANO, DEREK R. GRANT, MATTHEW THOMAS SKIBA
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This house is full of ears,
But I can't talk to anyone.
They've heard this one a thousand times.
Most exciting thing I do,
Hang half way out a third floor window,
Maybe throw lit cigarettes down.
And maybe I'll catch fire.
Something warm to hold me,
Something pure to burn away the darkness that hides inside my mind.
All that evil shit's not hard to find.
I guess I only claim to be nice.
This house is full of eyes,
But I can't look at anyone.
They've seen this face a thousand times.
Most relaxing thing I do,
Hang half way out a third floor window,
And look at rocks if I fall out.
Well maybe I'll fall hard.
Something tough to break me,
Something sharp to rip into my insides and bleed out all that pain.
Sorry I don't even know your name.
I guess for me it's easy this way.
Maybe I'll catch fire.
Something warm to hold me,
Something pure to burn away the darkness that hides inside my mind.
All that evil shit's not hard to find.
I guess I only claim to be nice.
But I can't talk to anyone.
They've heard this one a thousand times.
Most exciting thing I do,
Hang half way out a third floor window,
Maybe throw lit cigarettes down.
And maybe I'll catch fire.
Something warm to hold me,
Something pure to burn away the darkness that hides inside my mind.
All that evil shit's not hard to find.
I guess I only claim to be nice.
This house is full of eyes,
But I can't look at anyone.
They've seen this face a thousand times.
Most relaxing thing I do,
Hang half way out a third floor window,
And look at rocks if I fall out.
Well maybe I'll fall hard.
Something tough to break me,
Something sharp to rip into my insides and bleed out all that pain.
Sorry I don't even know your name.
I guess for me it's easy this way.
Maybe I'll catch fire.
Something warm to hold me,
Something pure to burn away the darkness that hides inside my mind.
All that evil shit's not hard to find.
I guess I only claim to be nice.
Writer: DANIEL MICHAEL ANDRIANO, DEREK R. GRANT, MATTHEW THOMAS SKIBA
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group