House Burn Down

Had me in the palm, had me in the palm of your hand
You used to throw me down to see how I land
And I'm the type of bitch running 'till my next heartbreak
But you still pull me 'round to see what I'll take
Oh woah-oh, and I'm just waiting for this house to burn down
Oh woah-oh, and I'm just waiting for my luck to run out
Oh woah-oh, and if you tell me that you're leaving
I'ma need a better reason than you hate the way I'm being, oh oh
And I'm just waiting for this house to burn down
I'm the type of bitch always gotta dry her eyes
'Cause someone said somethin' that I didn't like
And maybe I've been catching, maybe I've been catching good days
When you're sweet to me like lemonade
Oh woah-oh, and I'm just waiting for this house to burn down
Oh woah-oh, and I'm just waiting for my luck to run out
Oh woah-oh, and if you tell me that you're leaving
I'ma need a better reason than you hate the way I'm being, oh oh
I'm just waiting for this house to burn down
Damn, you're good when you say you love me
Damn, you're good when you give me nothing
Damn, you're good when you say you love me
Damn, you're good when you give me nothing
And I'm just waiting for this house to burn down
Oh woah-oh, and I'm just waiting for my luck to run out
Oh woah-oh, and if you tell me that you're leaving
I'ma need a better reason than you hate the way I'm being, oh oh
And I'm just waiting for this house to burn down