Here I sit in the corner,
Singing myself to sleep
Wrapped in all of the promises
That I never seem to keep.
I no longer cry to myself,
There's no tears left to scratch away,
Just diaries of blood-stained pages,
Praying to burn away...

So, I will sing...

...till everything burns,
While everyone screams,
Burning their lies,
Burning my dreams.
All of this hate
And all of this pain —
I'll burn it all down,
As my anger rains.

Walking through life unknown,
Knowing that no one cares.
But who could love what I won't let them touch?
No, nobody's getting in here.
There's no sense reaching out,
Not in hope or with doubt
For a cause or a remedy.
I've done all I can,
I just don't understand
Why it's all got [bad word] down to me,

But I will sing...

...till everything burns,
While everyone screams,
Burning their lies,
Burning my dreams.
All of this hate
And all of this pain —
I'll burn it all down,
As my anger rains.