Start by saying, I'm a couple years too late
Not the reunion I was planning on
And I just came to give my regards and keep my faith
Echo your words that I've been hanging on
Oh oh oh
I been setting fire to my bed sheets
Oh oh oh
Don't you twist your tounge just to protect me
Just scream mayday were going down
Now I must say you've had my mind in quite the wreck
But I deceived you with false virtue
Now I'm sitting like a gambler in his debt
Counting all the ways that I would hurt you
Oh oh oh
I've been setting fire to my bed sheets
Oh oh oh
Don't you twist your tounge just to protect me
Just scream mayday were going down