Bayside

I'm tring to create something that's not there. A spark I saw.
A bomb is really just a means to an end.
I was just so happy to be out of my shell again,
don't think that I really care for who or what.
I'll have to keep myself shut.
If you're not ready, you're not ready.
Please stop acting like you are.
(chorus)
How could I know
that everything you say are lies about devotion and desire?
I know the spark
inside your eyes was just the match I used to set myself on fire.