The Amateur Arsonist’s Handbook

You're all so quick to think
It's too good to be true
You find the worst in the best things
For I'm a Pessimist
Contrive my tongue if you complicate it
I feel left out

Fate can tell you where to go
But I can't find a reason to be here
So take it nice and slow
Tell me, tell me where to go
But I can't find a reason, a reason yeah

Hell if I could understand
The losing man, with a winning hand
Didn't you burn it down, then walk away?
Gun in hand
Didn't you, didn't you?
Didn't you, didn't you?

Satisfy with emotion, is broken
You aren't justified without some evidence
You lost your faith in nothings
No more can you pretend
And pardon me, I'm on my way back to Earth
To search for solid ground

Fate can tell you where to go
But I can't find a reason to be here
So take it nice and slow
Tell me, tell me where to go
But I can't find a reason, a reason yeah

Hell if I could understand
The losing man, with a winning hand
Didn't you burn it down, then walk away?
Gun in hand
Didn't you, didn't you?
Didn't you, didn't you?

I'm hearing all your words with black and white meaning
I'm hearing what you say
I'm hearing all your words with black and white meaning
I'm hearing what you say
You said, ohhh

And you said I could take it or leave it
Gonna leave all this poison with you
And you said, And you said
Gonna leave all this poison with you
And you said I could take it or leave it
Gonna leave all this poison with you
Ohhh, ohhh
Ohhh

Hell if I could understand
The losing man, with a winning hand
Didn't you burn it down, then walk away?
Gun in hand
Didn't you, didn't you?
Didn't you, didn't you?