I've had more than my share of news. My pocket watch doesn't have a snooze. I tried to get by the right way, But the world's a society. Somebody's getting burned But it won't be me.
The slickest part of the granite is mine. Stay on your side of the line, Unless you get a clear invite. No chance of that except in dead of night. Somebody's getting burned But it won't be me.
I don't want to take the blame Of being foolish to your game. I have heard it all before And there's no use coming back for more. Somebody's getting burned But it won't be me.
The fragile nature of your face Needs to look elsewhere for grace. I am not the savior of souls Though I've collected many tolls. Somebody's getting burned But it won't be me.
Are my lines straight as a curve Or do I need to write more words? I don't need to cease the day. I just lock my heart away. Somebody's getting burned But it won't be me.
I've been lit by the candle's light Buy the late night love of Mr. Right. As solid as the moment was, It wasn't even really love. Somebody's getting burned But it won't be me.
I go to where from angels flee In their fits of jealousy. I do whatev' I **** well please; I'm stormy waters of the sea. Somebody's getting burned But it won't be me.
One day the one that set the course Of my hardened tour de force Will write me of a wedding day, Some good came of sending me away. Somebody's getting burned But it won't be me.
I wrote this two nights ago, except for the last stanza, which I wrote while in the process of this posting. I hope it is recieved well.