I was tired of always tasting All of that dust you were kicking up— I just never liked how it looked Upon my white skin. Oh, I swear (and I would testify) That you just love the run around... Baby, why build a bridge If you're just going to burn it down? Bind me not to the velvet of your gown. Chain me not to your grounds. Set me free— But may your answers long leave you bound; Baby, why build a bridge If you're just going to burn it down? There are reasons to believe That I am enough for anyone And that the Arsonist in you Is just a cold heart trying to get warm. So, while you're building fires that burn like Hell, Hallelujah! I've been lost and found... Baby, why build a bridge If you're just going to burn it down? Bind me not to the velvet of your gown. Chain me not to your grounds. Set me free— But may your answers long leave you bound; Baby, why build a bridge If you're just going to burn it down? Little bit by little bit My nerve is starting to turn So, it won't be long now Until I'm the one that lights That bridge's burn And it'll light up Like that orange Western sky on the Fourth of July Or like a comet tail that finally found its stride— Cause I've been a pawn for way too long And now, I'm proud traitor to your crown— Baby, why build a bridge If you're just going to burn it down? Bind me not to the velvet of your gown. Chain me not to your grounds. Set me free— But may your answers long leave you bound; Baby, why build a bridge If you're just going to burn it down?