EMPTY ARMS

Here, lost, folding into nothing
Gone cold, scared of the line I'm towing
If fear is the flame, I burned out
If fear is the flame, if fear is the flame
I burned us out
I burned us out
In a house of our own, we're begging to drown
You're not holding me close, you're pinning me down
If fear is the flame, if fear is the flame
Then you were the hearth and I took the blame
Save your tenderness, you've got a bitter tongue
You use your loneliness like a gun
Like a gun
You use your loneliness like a gun
I'd rather be nothing than be too much
Take me back to the waterfront
Far away from your empty arms
Take me back to the waterfront
Take me
Here, lost, folding into nothing
Gone cold, scared of the line I'm towing
I'd rather be nothing, I'd rather be nothing
I'd rather be nothing than be too much
I'd rather be nothing