"Burn" lyrics
She said, "Can I come home?"
He could hear the lighter flicker
Another rush to the dome
As her words became thicker
For her to spit out
She'll never be the same
As the girl he once knew
Who was lost in the fame
Another night on the couch
He couldn't sleep a wink
A 50 gram in a pouch
Mixed that with a drink
But it won't fix the hurt
She's already gone
She's the homecoming queen
If she ever came home
It's all an addiction, it's all a curse
If you wanted a rush, it's in your purse
Next to the last two tickets home
You'll run rock in the wounds on a backstreet deal
The pain is feeling you cannot heal
Maybe you won't learn
Maybe you won't learn
The last time you wanna burn
He didn't answer your calls
You've outworn your welcome
Maybe he's found balls
Your stay was seldom
And you didn't need him right?
At least you don't think you did
You light up one more time
Maybe he's off the grid
His phone rings again
For the eighteenth time
The tortures overwhelming
Its past his bedtime
He grabs it slowly
Maybe it's the cops
To tell him she's gone wild
And ran from the docks
It's all an addiction, it's all a curse
If you wanted a rush, it's in your purse
Next to the last two tickets home
You'll run rock in the wound on a backstreet deal
The pain is feeling you cannot heal
Maybe you won't learn
Maybe you won't learn
The last time you wanna burn
The final time
This time I promise you
If I call again
It'll be my breakthrough
And when I make it big
I'll come and find you
Not just to brag
But to despise you
She never called again
The cops were there at 6 A.M
They found her by the docks
Another failed detox
With a note in her palm
Which ran blue cold
The letter you sent
With tickets too old
It's all an addiction, it's all a curse
If you wanted a rush, it's in your purse
Next to the last two tickets home
You'll run rock in the wounds on a backstreet deal
The pain is feeling you cannot heal
Maybe you won't learn
Maybe you won't learn
The last time you wanna burn
He could hear the lighter flicker
Another rush to the dome
As her words became thicker
For her to spit out
She'll never be the same
As the girl he once knew
Who was lost in the fame
Another night on the couch
He couldn't sleep a wink
A 50 gram in a pouch
Mixed that with a drink
But it won't fix the hurt
She's already gone
She's the homecoming queen
If she ever came home
It's all an addiction, it's all a curse
If you wanted a rush, it's in your purse
Next to the last two tickets home
You'll run rock in the wounds on a backstreet deal
The pain is feeling you cannot heal
Maybe you won't learn
Maybe you won't learn
The last time you wanna burn
He didn't answer your calls
You've outworn your welcome
Maybe he's found balls
Your stay was seldom
And you didn't need him right?
At least you don't think you did
You light up one more time
Maybe he's off the grid
His phone rings again
For the eighteenth time
The tortures overwhelming
Its past his bedtime
He grabs it slowly
Maybe it's the cops
To tell him she's gone wild
And ran from the docks
It's all an addiction, it's all a curse
If you wanted a rush, it's in your purse
Next to the last two tickets home
You'll run rock in the wound on a backstreet deal
The pain is feeling you cannot heal
Maybe you won't learn
Maybe you won't learn
The last time you wanna burn
The final time
This time I promise you
If I call again
It'll be my breakthrough
And when I make it big
I'll come and find you
Not just to brag
But to despise you
She never called again
The cops were there at 6 A.M
They found her by the docks
Another failed detox
With a note in her palm
Which ran blue cold
The letter you sent
With tickets too old
It's all an addiction, it's all a curse
If you wanted a rush, it's in your purse
Next to the last two tickets home
You'll run rock in the wounds on a backstreet deal
The pain is feeling you cannot heal
Maybe you won't learn
Maybe you won't learn
The last time you wanna burn
