Addicted to the Burn

I’m sorry for leaving town, sorry about the no show
Sorry about the coin that I stole from you in buffalo
I didn’t really mean for it to go south like that
I was down and out and drying up and I got desperate

I’m sorry for lying, telling you tales out of school
And I’m sorry you believed me and you fell in love you fool
I’m sorry that you’ve lost your faith in humanity
But it’s how I roll, I pray on souls that fall in love with me

Yeah I can’t look in the mirror without feeling I’m a disgrace
34 years on this earth, is a long time to waste
The sickest thing is that I’m looking for the next trick I can turn
I can’t stop the fire, I’m addicted to the burn

I’m sorry for the guitar that I stole from you that night
Your money and your music gave me chills as I took flight
I could try to sell her, she’s probably worth a dime or two
But the only songs that she will sing are the low down cocaine blues

Yeah I can’t look in the mirror without feeling I’m a disgrace
34 years on this earth, is a long time to waste
The sickest thing is that I’m looking for the next trick I can turn
I can’t stop the fire, I’m addicted to the burn

I guess sorry doesn’t cut it when you keep on making rope
try to break free, it keeps wrapping around my throat
The noose keeps getting tighter, every victim owns a thread
My habit denies me any hope I’ve ever had

Yeah I can’t look in the mirror without feeling I’m a disgrace
34 years on this earth, is a long time to waste
The sickest thing is that I’m looking for the next trick I can turn
I can’t stop the fire, I can’t stop the fire
I’m addicted to the burn

Cherelle Jardine 2009