We call them cool 
Those hearts that have no scars to show 
The ones that never do let go 
And risk it the tables being turned 

We call them fools 
Who have to dance within the flame 
Who chance the sorrow and the shame 
That [bad word] with getting burned 

But you got to be tough when consumed by desire 
'Cause it's not enough just to stand outside the fire 
We call them strong 
Those who can face this world alone 
Who seem to get by on their own 
Those who will never take the fall 

We call them weak 
Who are unable to resist 
The slightest chance love might exist 
And for that forsake it all 

They're so [bad word] bent on giving, walking a wire 
Convinced it's not living if you stand outside the fire 
 [bad word]  
Standing outside the fire 
Standing outside the fire 
Life is not tried it is merely survived 
If you're standing outside the fire 

There's this love that is burning 
Deep in my soul 
Constantly yearning to get out of control 
Wanting to fly hiher and higher 
I can't abide standing outside the fire