you sit around quoting from that book of fire
but you can’t even read and you laugh like a liar
you look like you’re made of wax

you keep you’re heart in the freezer all day
and you take it out at night just to watch it melt away
you break like a piece of glass
you know that you’ll never last out in that wind
it’s a cruel cruel wind

I wish you could see me now
I am losing my edge in a fantastic new way
I wish you could see just how
I’ve become so soft I am floating away

you sit around polishing that book of fire
you’re gonna burn your hair off in a fit of desire
don’t pretend that you wouldn’t mind

you run through the rain and you laugh like hell
you think it rains just for you and for nobody else
you never were all that kind
you never thought to unwind that coiled wound
yeah that wound you love

I wish you could see me now I’ve divided myself
into a million fake hearts
I wish you could see just how I’ve become so soft
I am falling apart

you butter your bread with that book of fire
but it’s not a real book and it isn’t on fire
there aren’t even any words

you’re so damn worried about that book of fire
that you dress like god and you even have your own choir
but it’s mostly made up of birds
and they don’t even know the words
to the song you sing

I wish you could see me now
I am measuring the night with the palms of my hands
I wish you could see just how I’ve become so soft
I am reverting to sand


Lyrics submitted by Wrapid

Book of Fire song meanings
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