I'm on fire once again Terrible, guilty as charged But to tell you what for if you asked Would be so fucking hard Slit my wrist, said the wrong thing Bulls charge at me, my body flings The clock’s ticking, oh God I'm gonna get found out And love is just no proof to show I feel that flame roll down my throat What if I'm the bad guy And they’ll soon to have doubts Jump out the fire but then I'm sad And I’ll run back to the scene asap ‘cause maybe I'm bad Oh, it’s a shame, don’t blame, it’s all I know But what am if I am not putting on a great show? Doubts Doubts