"The Arsonist" lyrics

Feel like nobody's in my corner
I'm cracking brick, I'm lacking mortar
Plus, all the days are getting shorter
Call it seasonal disorder
Call it angst, call it autumn

Look down the drain at my potential
This is my life, can you be gentle?
This is my art, this is my vessel
This is not inconsequential
Hear me beg from the bottom

Nothing is as I expected
I both flee and guard the exit
A bitter pill, a forced perspective
Another disappointing ending

I need to start again
Do I have the guts for it?
Nothing is permanent
If you're brave enough to burn it
Brave enough to burn it down

I need to start again
I'll be the arsonist
Nothing is permanent
If you're brave enough to burn it
Brave enough to burn it down

Can you be broke and a sellout?
I'm cooking dinner for the local bandits
A minute late and a mile south
Of the modern woman's Laurel Canyon

You see me with my inside-out
I place my organs in your waiting hands, and
If I'd ever been of the in-crowd
Maybe I wouldn't find it so romantic

I need to start again
Do I have the guts for it?
Nothing is permanent
If you're brave enough to burn it
To burn it down

I need to start again
I'll be the arsonist
Nothing is permanent
If you're brave enough to burn it
Brave enough to burn it down