And tonight the stars painted,
A heavy pattern on my heart and
Inhibited feelings for you,
And the ways I remembered your smile,
And the way your laugh had this sick humor,
Of showing me the beauty of life
And what exactly wasn't true.

Twisting and screaming in my head,
I am silent and you see the insanity,
I whisper ashes, across your face,
And I see the irony hidden,
In your eyes,
Chanting, "Fire, fire."