You like to play with fire, you like to watch it burn.

We warned you of the consequences and hoped that you would learn.

You said you couldn't learn that way, you said you had to see.

So you lit a little fire, then you set it free.

Your fire spread, and your bridges caught, though they just got a little charred.

Together we extinguished them, though not without some scars.

We warned you again, and told you this was not some silly game,
as soon as we turned our back, you lit another flame.

This one was hot and moved so fast. Oh how quickly did it spread!
We wondered what had happen. We all thought that you were dead.

So we left behind your burned up bridge and our unheard concerns,
we went to mourn your unlived life and patch up all our burns.

Upon returning to your post, we looked across to see,
you were alive and stranded there, waiting to be free.

So we gathered tools and got to work, to rebuild all you destroyed.

Knowing now that any words are all but null and void.

So we took your lighter, took your matches, and told you this is it!!

We heard your crying, heard your wines, and watched you throw a fit.

We held our ground and stood together to tell you this is the last chance.

You said you were sorry, its not your fault. Did that same old song and dance.

It was then you thought you would show us how resourceful you could be.

What makes us think we had the right! You could make us see!

So when we left you made do and started a little spark.

Of course it grew out of control and consumed all the dark.

This time you weren't so lucky. This fire took your life.

Though we ran real fast, we all took on some strife.

We lost our homes and lost our things but that wasn't really it.

Most of all we gave up on you, which made us feel like shit.

We will hold you close to heart, but even if you were alive,

we had to move away from you in order to survive.