It's not what you will say
It's what you have done
To let this come between us

You're right, without a fight
This might be worth it to you
And in the process gotten to me

I think that nothing can fly with this broken wing
There's so much to hold on to now
Nothing can fly with this broken wing
So here's a gift, in this feather

You've gone too far
I'm not standing alone
Let's sort this out together
You're right, without a fight
It might be worth it to you
But I can't take this anymore

From this house of our friendship
Shut the door and light the match
throw behind you
Walk away

You burn it down
You burn it down
These ashes burn...