I've been dirty for days Thinking of ways to trump you I've been walking at nights Sweating from fights to love you And I've been speeding in cars Breaking guitars with my tyres And wherever I go I'm leaving Various small fires Various small fires Burning you like paper just to get You through my day I've been writing it down Using my bills as paper I've been burning the town as the pills become vapor And my heart yeh it burns Hands are sore and I'm tired lessons that i did not learn In the various small fires I know that better things are waiting I the wings that I burn