Like the last chip you throw in the pile
Say "it's only a dollar" and smile
I don't need all this money, you see
No, it makes me so sad I can't breathe
I've been giving it up like I always used to
And running right back when it gets too hard to
It's too hard to make a change
Like the last drop of gas on the mile
I am just holding on for the ride
You've been handing me love I won't take
I'm a brush fire hiding from the rain
I've been giving it up like I always used to
And running right back when it gets too hard to
It's too hard to make a change
I run to pain
'Cause it always feels the same
I run to pain
'Cause it always feels the same
Like a mouse on the top of a hill
Caught a glimpse of the owl before the kill
And as much as your love calls my name
I'm a brush fire hiding from the rain
From the rain
From the rain