Poor Judge

Falling for you was always falling up
 Leather books and [?] government chairs
 I rose like smoke with the steam from your cup
 A wave of heat where the lighter flares
 You might have found some other reason
 To burn me like a tissue screen
 My heart is a poor judge
 It harbors an old grudge
 Falling for you was a walk off a cliff
 The dream of the car with the brake lines cut
 The only way you can stop is if
 You turn around and keep the windows shut
 You might have found some other reason
 To leave me in that dark building
 My heart is a poor judge
 It harbors an old grudge
 And I can see a light on
 Calling me back to make the same mistake again
 And I say no, when you ask me, no, when you ask me, no when you ask again
 'Cause I won't let you pass me, won't let you pass me, won't let you pass to the sea that I'm [?]
 Falling for you was a last ditch plan
 You size me up with your thumb on the scale
 I came up short, but you do what you can
 The hammer's nothing without the nail
 You might have found some other reason
 To lead me to the guillotine
 Your heart is a poor judge
 It harbors an old grudge
 I can see a light on
 Calling me back to make the same mistake again