It's cold, but my blood is boiling

someday i'm going to burn this town down
right down to the ground
and hope it takes my old life with it too
because what i'm doing is just walking toward my breaking point
and every step takes me a little farther from you

i've tried and tried and tried and tried and failed to see the point
in what i'm doing here
every single heartbeat just shakes my life a little farther apart
every single breath just pushes at my sanity
and it's such a beautiful day, not quite the kind for a mental breakdown
it's cool and the air is crisp
the sky is bluer than i've ever seen it before
and i can't stand it, i'm closing the door
and drawing the blinds so i won't see it anymore

but you call me up
and plead with me
i guess i might be alright
if you'd come over and spend the night
and tell me i'm okay
and it'll all turn out good in the end
that's what i need to hear the most, you know