You Started It

I didn’t know how quickly it all would get out of hand,
how it would progress from innocent this to fucked up that.
I didn’t know the fire escape would make quite so much noise,
how could we have expected so much pain would come from life’s little joys?

You started it, you started it;
you’re the one who opened up Pandora’s box.
You started it, you started it,
busting open windows, and breaking down the locks.

I didn’t have any idea that you had such things in mind;
I didn’t know we’d fall together to the other side.
Every time you say that you got inclinations of the deeper sort,
believe me when I tell you — you’re exactly what looking for.

You started it, you started it;
you’re the one who got the snowball rolling down the hill.
You started it, you started it,
Before I knew it, we were running down after; I think I’m running still.

We can’t keep doing this
we have to keep doing this
I want to keep doing this
don’t stop doing this

You started it, you started it;
And now you’re standing there in front of me, standing as my witness
You started it, you started it,
better believe, you’d better believe, now it’s time to finish

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  1. Trent Lewin says:

    I’m going to stop heaping praise on you, cause it’s gotta be old by now, right… But I have to say, this feels like a song I want to hear to some blaring, vicious music.

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