You burn your bridges like arsonists
criminals are to masochists
like apples are to oranges
basically the same,
if you’d ever really sit to take the time to think about it

And if you cry because it rains and it rains because you cry
and you really don’t know the difference
then maybe you should stop being a bitch
and maybe it’s your appearance
that makes you self loathe

I’m counting to ten
because I don’t have any patience
and you’re not a real friend
And this isn’t going to end in your favor
’cause sometimes I’m not a good person
And I’ll make you set yourself on fire
since we both believe in arson