See myself passing the day
Finding the time just to waste it away again
Not enough time to do
Things that I wanted to do for you
But am I forgetting my own?
With too many irons on the fire
They burn me
Third degree scars remain
They make us the people we are
And I love the person you are
Breathe me in
All my sins are addicted to me
Addicted to me
Breathe me in
All my sins are addicted to me
Addicted to me
I feel the weight in my eyes
I'm seeing red
Yeh, well there's no surprises
I wanted the power to fly high
To bide all the time I've been waiting for you
And I'm counting the weeks by the day
With too many irons on the fire
They burn me
Third degree scars remain
They make us the people we are
And I love the person you are
Breathe me in
All my sins are addicted to me
Addicted to me
Breathe me in
All my sins are addicted to me
Addicted to me
I'm counting the weeks by the day
With too many irons on the fire
They burn me
Third degree scars remain
They make us the people we are
With too many irons on the fire
They burn me
Third degree scars remain
They make us the people we are
And I love the person you are