I can't tell you why
But something inside
Is dancing with fire
Eyes lit like the sky
Turned tears into diamonds
Got good at goodbyes
Just know that I will find my way from you
Like flowers from a tomb
While you decide who you are
And I can see right through
Like shadows on the moon
And it's all bad news
Yeah, I, I, I
Hate that I made you love me
Sorry if I made me your type
