Triangle

I wouldn't mind if you left me here
Standing on the other side
Of a locked door in a big, big fire
There comes a time when you decide
If you fight it off or learn to die, I'm fine

This city pulls itself around me
It pries apart so it can see what you and I have taken
But it hasn't taken anything, anything

I couldn't lie if I wanted to
'Cause all I'm won't to do
Is hide out away from you
If it's white and it's piled high enough
So I can float like smoking paper

You can stay, or you can breathe
Two or three until you make it to the street
You can wait and you can scream
But that won't keep you from burning

I wouldn't mind if you left me here, burning