Burn

©2020 Kim Kerwin / 5050songs Inc (ASCAP)
Release Date: Feb 26, 2021
Produced by Demo My Song®

Lyrics

I’ve had it with this bad luck streak.
Sick of playing like the meek.
And now you’re running from the flames.
Because I’m tired of your games.

There’s a black cat on my porch swing
and I can’t get rid of the damn thing.
He’ll end up as my purse strings
yeah Oh, yeah.
I filled your tub with gasoline
lit a match and left the scene
yeah oh yah

Ooh la la let it burn. Ooh la la let it burn.

You found another lover. 
When I found her under your covers
They’ll never be another —chance with me.
Did I mean anything
When I took you under my wing 
all that’s left is the sting.

There’s a black cat on my porch swing
and I can’t get rid of the damn thing.
He’ll end up as my purse strings
Yah, (oh yah)  
I filled your tub with gasoline,
lit a match and left the scene.
yeah

Ooh la la la let it burn. Ooh la la Let it burn. Ooh la la let it burn. Ooh la la let it burn.