This is my favorite "new" phantom planet song. Of course, by now it's not that new.
I hear it a bit differently:
I don't know where my temper went
I lost it in an argument
You kept a sharp and careless wit
You made your point and pierced me with it
I said, in turn, a perfect match
Is meant to burn with just a scratch
Well matches seemed to fire you up
How do I approach this conversation
Cause I feel like a fire truck
Pulling up to late, too obvious arson
I'm right
I'm wrong
I'm moving on
Well it won't be long
It won't be long
What was that hanging from your lips
I swear I won't become affixed
I watched the smoke, you struck a flame
You then held to your cigarette
Now was there something more you meant
That I had not uncovered yet
Well I guess that's just about as close
As I was ever going to get
Walking alone I start to guess
It's nothing more it's just a scratch
You fed the fire
You bat your lash
And I feel like I might collapse
I'm telling you it does not hurt
Don't ask you'll only make it worse
Walking alone I start to guess
It's nothing more it's just a scratch
This is my favorite "new" phantom planet song. Of course, by now it's not that new.
I hear it a bit differently:
I don't know where my temper went I lost it in an argument You kept a sharp and careless wit You made your point and pierced me with it I said, in turn, a perfect match Is meant to burn with just a scratch
Well matches seemed to fire you up How do I approach this conversation Cause I feel like a fire truck Pulling up to late, too obvious arson I'm right I'm wrong I'm moving on Well it won't be long It won't be long
What was that hanging from your lips I swear I won't become affixed I watched the smoke, you struck a flame You then held to your cigarette Now was there something more you meant That I had not uncovered yet Well I guess that's just about as close As I was ever going to get Walking alone I start to guess It's nothing more it's just a scratch You fed the fire You bat your lash And I feel like I might collapse I'm telling you it does not hurt Don't ask you'll only make it worse Walking alone I start to guess It's nothing more it's just a scratch