Besedila: Amanda Somerville. Windows. Moth.

I blame it all on you for feeling this way
You and your wily ways
'Cause I don't stand to gain a thing
I give you all the room you need
I fill in the gaps between your lines
But there's nothing there to read

And I can't stop now
I can't give in
Did you take all that you wanted?
Go round and round
The ice is thin
Have you no mercy?

[Chorus:]
It's getting awfully hot in here
I race for an escape
You're radiating all I fear
I know I'll burn if I get too near
But I can't pull away, though I've nothing to gain
I'm a moth to your flame

I know you've had your suspicions
Because I've given you reason to doubt
That my words are without meaning
I'd break you out of your cell
I would slip you the key under watchful eyes

But you pretend not to see

And I see you smile
I feel you stare
The mercury keeps rising
You start this fire
Send up your flares
Then leave me hanging

[Chorus]

Grant me some relief, be it only one kiss
Stave off my yearning with the grace of your lips
Give me some reprieve, let it be my demise
Have I misread all of your seemingly tell-tale signs
And your promising rhymes?

[Chorus]

You burn my wings and...

I blame it all on you for feeling this way
You and your wily ways
'Cause I'm just a moth to your flame