I'm free
 He can't touch me
 Six feet down
 And there's no sadness
 Hands and heads full
 Old and hostile fists are pounding
 Nothing's simple
 No respect or meaning
 Why the screaming
 When he's gone
 Burn the house down
 Too proud to come to me
 When you were dying
 Look at the dash
 Now you were frying
 Hands and heads full
 Old and hostile fists are pounding
 Nothing's simple
 No respect or meaning
 Why the screaming
 When he's gone
 Burn the house down
 Burn the house down
 Burn the house down
 Burn the house down
 When he's gone
 Burn the house down
 When he's gone
 Burn the house down
 When he's gone
 Burn the house down
 When he's gone
 Hands and heads full
 Old and hostile fists are pounding
 Nothig's simple
 No respect or meaning
 Why the screaming
 Never whimper hide your feelings
 When he's gone
 Burn the house down
 Burn the house down
 When he's gone
 Burn the house down
 Burn the house down
 Burn the house down
 When he's gone
 Burn the house down
 Burn the house down
 Burn the house down