[Verse 1]
I've got a rotten apple core feeling
Dying like a living ghost
Now I'm lying on the ground not making a sound
Thinking of you the most
[Chorus]
And I hope that our candles flicker and die
So that our hearts don't burn to
The ground
Down, down just like Randy's house
[Verse 2]
When you kissed me on the cheek with a gun
I became a setting sun
Now you're heading west bound while I'm lying on the ground
Thinking that you were the one
[Chorus]
And I hope our candles flicker and die
So that our hearts don't burn to the ground
Down, down just like Randy's house
And I hope that our candles flicker and die
So that our hearts don't burn to the ground
Down, down just like Randy's house
