Maybe I should have set up some fences, even though I was born for this. I should have stopped playing God and accepted that you are the only expection. You weren't just some crushcrushcrush and I don't know why I didn't decode the message. But you're full of ignorance, and you keep building your walls brick by boring brick, making me some kind of misguided ghost. But I guess you have to be careful. All I wanted was to turn it off, all of it, so then you could see cleary that we are broken.   This is such misery business, and when it rains then only thing I see is you, but I will let the flames begin, and it we be some kind of miracle but that's what you get.

~Paramore