Understanding

You look so different without the dirt on your face

You thank me all quietly

It's the 4th of July

It sounds like war in the sky and we're

Breaking up before sunrise

How'd they do this a hundred years ago?

Did they just burn the whole house down?

Asked a question, assumed I would know

Spent the evening trying to figure it out

Behind your eyes of fury

A little understanding

A change in the weather

But you're still cold

I'm sweltering with jealousy uncontrolled

I can tell how at ease you are talking with him

How'd they do this a hundred years ago?

Did they just burn the whole house down?

Asked a question, by now I should know

Spent two years trying to figure it out

Who knows what we're doing?

I need your understanding

I need your understanding

In my fight for freedom

You are the casualty

And this rooftop's your grave

Like a sick museum

Behind glass reminders

All the moments we gave away

You look so different without the dirt on your face

It all dies quietly