I'm 14, and you know,
That I'm looking the wrong way
And is the past outside
Or in this lovely home
A strong father figure
And with a heart of gold
A loving mother, a loving mother
They're standing outside
And they're looking in
They're standing outside
And they're looking in
They're standing outside
And they're looking in
Kids are on fire, in the bedroom
The cunt sits at his desk
And he's plotting away
The kids are on fire, in the bedroom
I'm 14, and you know,
That I've learned the easy way
The stupid decisions
And with a broken heart
And they're sitting around the table
And they're talking behind your back
A loving mother, a loving mother
They're standing outside
And they're looking in
They're standing outside
And they're broken in
The kids are on fire, in the bedroom
Kids are on fire, in the bedroom
The cunt sits at his desk
And he's plotting away
The kids are on fire, in the bedroom
The kids are on fire, in the bedroom
The kids are on fire, in the bedroom
That Summer, At Home I Had Become the Invisible Boy Video (MV)
Performed By: The Twilight Sad
Length: 4:47
Written by: Andrew James MacFarlane, Craig Orzel, James Graham, Mark Gerard Devine
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I'm 14, and you know,
That I'm looking the wrong way
And is the past outside
Or in this lovely home
A strong father figure
And with a heart of gold
A loving mother, a loving mother
They're standing outside
And they're looking in
They're standing outside
And they're looking in
They're standing outside
And they're looking in
Kids are on fire, in the bedroom
The cunt sits at his desk
And he's plotting away
The kids are on fire, in the bedroom
I'm 14, and you know,
That I've learned the easy way
The stupid decisions
And with a broken heart
And they're sitting around the table
And they're talking behind your back
A loving mother, a loving mother
They're standing outside
And they're looking in
They're standing outside
And they're broken in
The kids are on fire, in the bedroom
Kids are on fire, in the bedroom
The cunt sits at his desk
And he's plotting away
The kids are on fire, in the bedroom
The kids are on fire, in the bedroom
The kids are on fire, in the bedroom
That I'm looking the wrong way
And is the past outside
Or in this lovely home
A strong father figure
And with a heart of gold
A loving mother, a loving mother
They're standing outside
And they're looking in
They're standing outside
And they're looking in
They're standing outside
And they're looking in
Kids are on fire, in the bedroom
The cunt sits at his desk
And he's plotting away
The kids are on fire, in the bedroom
I'm 14, and you know,
That I've learned the easy way
The stupid decisions
And with a broken heart
And they're sitting around the table
And they're talking behind your back
A loving mother, a loving mother
They're standing outside
And they're looking in
They're standing outside
And they're broken in
The kids are on fire, in the bedroom
Kids are on fire, in the bedroom
The cunt sits at his desk
And he's plotting away
The kids are on fire, in the bedroom
The kids are on fire, in the bedroom
The kids are on fire, in the bedroom
Writer: Andrew James MacFarlane, Craig Orzel, James Graham, Mark Gerard Devine
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.