She burned me down, down to the ground
Blood - though thicker than water - is harder to clean up
You'll get it in the end boy if the weapon of choice is love
Expecting it from a stranger or maybe an acquaintance
Never from family or friends though a simple mistake and expense
She burned me down, down to the ground
Pissed and disappointed I prey to learn to forgive
If I can't find it in my heart then I have no reason to live
Here is an education - the lesson professed is quite cruel
There are some things worse the death and one of them is you
Every time I see her start a fire I get higher
