Angela baker and my obsession with fire

And so Im here to say..
that thoughts in bed with pain!

I won't forget the day that
that I found god..
in a kitchen knife now, and on my arm..
so paint the pale white floor with
with my red life

And tell me that this pain is
the pain i love
as i swallow the pills of happiness
and you watch me fall like New York in an earthquake

And so im here to say..
that thoughts in bed with pain!

I stand outside, my pretty house
I light a match, to start the fire..
I call the cops, to let them know
its 22 walthery Ave.

I thought, I wanted this...
I thought, I wanted this...