I should fill my arms with roses Well Like moths to flames Dancing in circles Walk away, don't turn Pretending not to burn Spiraling backwards where I belong Fire on the roof Fire on the roof Should I feed my heart With thorns again Time is cruel sometimes And you are no wrong I can't read my lines I'm giving up, I'm dry Crucify myself, but will I recall? Fire on the roof Fire on the roof Blinding shiny eyes The arrow's dead Tigers' scratching but The flames are ahead Run away, don't turn Be careful not to fall Saffron flowers leave traces on their own Fire on the roof Fire on the roof Fire on the roof