Tekster: Foo Fighters. Wasting Light. Bridge Burning.

These are my famous last words!
My number's up, bridges all burned

Oh won't you let me twist your fate
It's getting kinda late but I don't wanna wait no more
Well may I have this dance of days
Locked in your embrace
Passed your test of faith

Another time another place
Another line upon your face
Another in your way

Down crooked stairs, and sideways glances
Comes the king of second chances
Now throw him in the flame

Whatever keeps you warm at night
(Whatever keeps you warm at night)
Whatever keeps you warm inside

Your bridges are burning down
They're all coming down
It's all coming round
You're burning them down
It's all coming round
They're all coming down
Your bridges are burning down

Oh let me put you in your place
I love it when you say
Giving everything away

Tell what's in it for me
Tell me now what's in it for me
No one's getting this for free
So tell me now what's in it for me

Whatever keeps you warm at night

(Whatever keeps you warm at night)
Whatever keeps you warm inside

Your bridges are burning down
They're all coming down
It's all coming round
You're burning them down
It's all coming round
They're all coming down
Your bridges are burning down

Gathering the ashes
Everything thrown away
Gathering the ashes
Scatter as they blow away
Gathering the ashes
Everything thrown away
Gathering the ashes
Scatter as they blow away

Your bridges are burning down
They're all coming down
It's all coming round

You're burning 'em down
It's all coming round
They're all coming down

Gathering the ashes (Your bridges are burning down)
Everything thrown away (They're all coming down)
Gathering the ashes
Scatter as they blow away (It's all coming round)
Gathering the ashes (You're burning them down)
Everything is thrown away (It's all coming round)
Gathering the ashes (They're all coming down)
Scatter as they blow (Your bridges are burning down)