Lyrics:

You wake up fully clothed
Wipe the blood from your nose
You turn around and ignore the note
That was left for you six weeks for ago
It ain't the poem or lullaby
These are the kind of words that made the sky cry
Fly to the sun, go on
There's nothing gonna burn you now
Straight to the sun, go on
There's nothing gonna burn you now
No, there's nothing gonna burn you now

You never really came to terms
With the scars it leaves and the way things burn
Love can be cruel, love can be kind
All you need is another shot
It ain't the poem or lullaby
These are the kind of words that made the sky cry
Fly to the sun, go on
There's nothing gonna hurt you now
Straight to the sun, go on
There's nothing gonna burn you now
No, there's nothing gonna burn you now
No, there's nothing gonna burn you now
No, there's nothing gonna burn you now