Bury Your Flame

We could blame it on our hands
 They lifted the drink to our mouths so we drank it
 Or we could blame it on our bodies
 They say, we like the way we feel when we get touched
 You've got your fingers snared in my veins
 I think it's time you pulled them out
 And I don't care about the flesh, it'll tear
 It isn't flesh that I'm worried about
 We held a match to keep our sight on the path
 But the flame gave up and we lost it
 And I've knelt for the last three years
 Trying to find it back with the blackened matchstick
 Today I'm not afraid of failure
 The past is a flower
 The future, the snow
 I wasn't ever close to perfect
 But I never let you go
 You let your doubt, like a river, lead you on and on and on
 And you will never get back to save what you had
 Hear me promise, I will bury your problems in me
 So sleep soundly
 I held your heart in my fingers
 Now it's gone, it's gone, it's gone
 And you will never admit
 That you bid the wind blow the flames out
 And buried the coals in the sea
 You tricked me
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 You came back and you brought floods
 Wearing a necklace made of hearts that you'd dragged through the mud
 And I guess I wasn't quite sure what to say to you
 But then I saw mine, almost reached out to grab it, said
 "Darling, you're the only one on Earth I want to have it," but
 Now I'm not so sure that that was true
 After the hell you put it through, but
 There was no sharp pain this time
 Just the ghost of your presence compressing my chest like a vine
 An unshakeable absence, like most of my insides
 Crawled out through my mouth and went west, but that's fine
 We cast our hearts in plaster
 We imagined our bodies were fashioned from stone but
 They chipped at the brick and the mortar
 We found out that we're only layers of skin hiding bone
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 And our bones are like chains, old and rusted in the rain
 They're going to snap when the weight shifts
 You moved like a fire through the forest
 Your hands were as red as the skin on your lips
 You'd been flirting with distance, princess
 I tasted its spit in your kiss
 Oh, mistress, know
 Today I will bury the flames of your failure
 The past is a liar
 The future, a whore
 I'll lay your bones into the earth
 And you will haunt my head no more
 Oh, we could blame it on our hands
 Oh, we could blame it on our hands
 But it was our mouths that opened up to swallow (oh, we could blame it on our hands)
 And our heads that commanded us drink
 But as I buried your flames in the dirt
 I watched the smoke pull your ghost from the grave, and
 I fear they'll only lie in wait 'til we are face-to-face again
 Just when I said
 "I'm moving"
 "I'm moving on"
 I felt them come to life again
 And again
 And again
 And again
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 There are fires
 That tear through valleys and make dust from grass
 There are fires
 There are wires
 Bound to blue light, they pull us to the past
 There are wires
 We are tired
 We should've known from the start that this thing wouldn't last
 We are tired