All Time Low Running From Lions

Get me out of this place,
Before I cause more damage,
A small price to pay
For building houses out of matchsticks;
And when things get too hot,
You've got me to blame
For, every fire breaks out in every lover's name.

Don't forget, we've got unfinished business,
Stories yet to unfold,
Tales that must be retold,
And I regret not knowing
When to put an end to all this madness,
keeps me wanting,
keeps me wanting more

Sell me out I'm yesterday's old news,
Phrases left on paper,
Black ink bleeding through
The pages where we made our history.
Call me foolish,
I feel hopeless

Like a dear caught in the headlights
I won't know what hit me
Running from lions,
Never felt like such a mistake

Don't forget, we've got unfinished business,
Stories yet to unfold,
Tales that must be retold,
And I regret not knowing
When to put an end to all this madness,
Keeps me wanting,
Keeps me wanting more