He's not bulletproof
Don't let him fool you
His life is a lie

He's dying inside
From the sticks and stones somebody threw


Our tongues are like matches
Our ears are like trees
Our words are like sparks

On dry summer leaves
It doesn't take much
For the flames to rise

And turn a soul
Into a forest fire


She's not half as strong
As she'd like to let on
She smiles but she knows

She can't take one more blow
From the hate that she's heard for so long


Our tongues are like matches
Our ears are like trees
Our words are like sparks

On dry summer leaves
It doesn't take much
For the flames to rise

And turn a soul
Into a forest fire
Into a forest fire



Be careful what you say

Be careful what you say
Be careful


Our tongues are like matches
Our ears are like trees
Our words are like sparks

On dry summer leaves
It doesn't take much
For the flames to rise

And turn a soul--
Oh and turn us all--
Into a forest fire

Into a forest fire

Be careful

Be careful what you say