Dysfunctional - Fallulah

You’re in the business of burning bridges

Never look back once you’ve left the scene

You make it hard not to hold my breath

When you’re the candle in front of me

You’re in the business of cutting ties

A-and you do it so suddenly

You run with scissors like a child

I keep you under my canopy

I did the math, this can never work

I’ll be the next in your line of hurt

'Cause what we have is dysfunctional

But maybe I’m not the one to talk

We both get too emotional

I know I carry a lot of stuff

'Cause what I know is dysfunctional

But maybe I’m not the one to judge

I wanna change but it’s difficult

I guess we’ll wait for the lines (For the lines)

To cross

You leave me wounded and needing stitches

I follow you like an old routine

You make it hard not to strike a match

When you’re the pitcher of gasoline

I did the math, this can never work

'Cause I’ll be the next in your line of hurt

'Cause what we have is dysfunctional

But maybe I’m not the one to talk

We both get too emotional

I know I carry a lot of stuff

'Cause what I know is dysfunctional

But maybe I’m not the one to judge

I wanna change but it’s difficult

I guess we’ll wait for the lines to cross

Don’t set fire to the rescue boat (It won’t hold, it won’t hold)

Don’t set fire to the things you love the most (You love)

Don’t set fire to the rescue boat (It won’t hold, it won’t hold)

Don’t set fire to the things you love the most

'Cause what we have is dysfunctional

But maybe I’m not the one to talk

We both get too emotional

I know I carry a lot of stuff

'Cause what I know is dysfunctional

So maybe I’m not the one to judge

I wanna change but it’s difficult

I guess we’ll wait for the lines (For the lines)

To cross