I had to leave,
I had nothing left to give.
Your lust,
Had become your must.
Your unsatiated desires,
Became quagmires.
Your continued demands,
Hollering reprimands,
Had left me hollow ,
Empty with nothing but sorrow.

Some say don't fear while others fret
On all of the happenings
We've struck a match to our past

"Now the house we've built is burning"

Our forefathers built with blood, sweat, and tears
The foundation we have here
Well into two hundred years

"What lessons are we learning"

The contract in which they wrote down
Constitutes sacred ground
Flick the Bic and burn it down

"Not worried over who we're hurting"

Generations yet to come
What will we be teaching them
That hard work makes great kindling

"Does anyone else find that disturbing"

Overtime it was bound to run its course
Now we know why Miss Liberty carries a torch
We tossed a molotov cocktail onto our own front porch

"Now the house we've built is burning"