Burn

there's nothing i can say
that you haven't heard before from me.
so what's the use in trying to explain anything away?

this lamp is filled with fuel
to keep me feeling miserable.
and if i hold on then i will fade out with it.
but you will burn forever,
so i can see where i am going and where i should be.

all you sayis you want all of me.
well i'm no good at giving anyway; but look at everything that you have given me.