Burn away, my sweet little baby
Don't tell your mama what we've been doing lately-
Running away to that sleazy motel.
Won't you burn away like a proper lady?
Keep your secrets where it's dark and shady
Don't believe them when they say they won't tell.
Burn it up, and don't look back
Make sure you cover up your tracks
Come on darling, cut me a break
So I don't burn at the stake.
Burning, burning like a bonfire
We were innocent victims of our desire-
Somehow we wandered off way too damn far.
Skirting the truth ain't the same as a liar
As long as it's for the sake of something higher
like holding you close while laying under the stars.
Burn it up, and don't look back
Make sure you cover up your tracks
Come on darling, cut me a break
So I don't burn at the stake.
Jason: Vocals, Guitar
Chaz: Vocals, Guitar, Bass
Seth: Drums
