This Autumn's got me feeling kind of strange,
but then it's just like every season.
I'm smiling but leaning slightly towards deranged.
My mind's committing total treason.
Tim says you're so '99.
Burning your bridges.
You're not scared,
you're petrified.
I am no different.

I'm not alright about screwing you over.
I'm not about to be right,
so then why should I try?

Blurring what's right, and tugging on that line
like thread from the collar you've got me by.
Notions keep crawling back into my bones,
Competing like kids craving attention.
Telling lies two at a time.
Burning your bridges.
Catastrophes reflect on why I am no different.

I'm not alright about thinking it over.
I'm not about to be right so why should I try?

It's a sham and a pinch and that's all there is to it.
Who's to blame when it hits?
So let's forget it.
I's a sham and a pinch and that's all there is to it.
Who's to blame when it hits?
So let's forget it.

You're not scared, so why am I?
Burning your bridges.
Outta sight, out of my mind every once in a while.

I'm not right about fucking you over.
I'm not about to be right so then why should I try?

It's a sham and a pinch and that's all there is to it.
Who's to blame when it hits?
So let's forget it.
It's a sham and a pinch and that's all there is to it.
Who's to blame when it hits?
So let's forget it.