Control Burn
Jon Davis
He really doesn't need
When she's set on standby
Breaking up again
Pawn her peace of mind
It can't be helped
She doesn't say
Guess he's back on the mend
Burning down again
Yes I really mind
What's left unsaid
He knows
That she'll be heard
Slow dance
On erosion
Son of a daughter of a
Son of a daughter of a son
Yeah
Son of a daughter of a
Son of a daughter
Under the sun
She really never wants
While he's set on standby
Break it down again
Loan a piece of time
That you can't sell
She didn't say
Guess he's back on the mend
Burning everything
Endless