"The Backburner" lyrics

We're on the backburner
But I won't stop 'til you take it away
We took a wrong turn there
And now I'm looking for a place to stay

I'm not what I used to be
I'm distant, lacking empathy
Drop your guard and I'll concede
Call me anything and I'll agree

Oh won't you call it what it is?
I'm a mess but you still insist
It's a long time coming
I'm trapped between the lines of all the awful poetry I write
About you

My whole outlook changes
With every passing hour
But I don't feel so fickle
Whenever you're around

You're not what I thought you'd be
Delicate with words you weave
Carry yourself recklessly
With an air of northern mystery

Oh won't you call it what it is?
I'm a mess but you still insist
It's a long time coming
I'm trapped between the lines of all the awful poetry I write
About you

And I come back down to Earth with a bang
Watching images of you start to fade away and crumble in my hand
When will you understand?

And call it what it is
I'm a mess but you still insist
It's a long time coming
I'm trapped between the lines of all the awful poetry I write
About you

We're on the backburner
And I've been lost since you took it away