Bridges

You got a real good disguise,
dressed as the one that I wanted.
I swear you had loving eyes,
but I was too busy with falling.
I keep taking the blame for you,
going back and forth trying to understand.
Why it ain't the same for you.
But what's the point,
of building these bridges,
just for you to burn them down.
Well what’s the point,
of sewing my stitches,
just for you to pull them back out.
Wasting all my precious time while wasting all my love.
Well what’s the point,
of building these bridges,
just for you to burn them,
just for you to burn them down.
Just for you to burn them.
You got to slip out unharmed,
while i’m stuck with all of the wreckage (the wreckage).
i still have you in my heart (ah ou ahhh)
guess I'm bad at learning my lesson.
I keep taking the blame for you,
going back and forth trying to understand (understand).
Why it ain't the same for you (ouuuu).
But what's the point,
of building these bridges,
just for you to burn them down (just for you to burn them down).
Well what’s the point,
of sewing my stitches,
just for you to pull them back out (pull them back).
Wasting all my precious time while wasting all my love.
Well what’s the point (well what's the point),
of building these bridges,
just for you to burn them,
just for you to burn them.