This old house is burning downnIn a blaze of gasolinenYou've been writing out you suicide notesnSince you were 13nAnd you say that you're soldnThrough the feelings that you havenAnd you're sort of feeling nothingnWell that's all I ever hadnnBut somewherenFar away from herenI will be the one to tell younWhen you finally face your fearsnThat everything's alright darlingnThat everything is alrightnnIn my arms, hold myselfnCos everyone else is asleepnI've been watching you breathe in and outnYou breathe so desperatelynAnd the sky falls like your firenOn the roof over our headsnYou've been wishing I'd just leave you alonenWhile wishing you were deadnnBut somewherenFar away from herenI will be the one to tell younWhen you finally face your fearsnThat everything's alright darlingnThat everything is alrightnnThis old house is burning downnIn a blaze of gasolinenYou've been writing out you suicide notesnSince you were 13n