Dolorean Traded For Fire
It wasn't my fault
She led me here
Canadian plains
To disappear
It started one night
When I'd had too much
Of being alone
Of collecting dust
So I went to see her
Like a thief in the night
I gave her my death
And stole from her life
And it killed me each time
That I saw her man
A friend of mine
If you could call me a friend
And on Sunday morning
The preacher preached on deceit
He spoke of a fire
Of unspeakable heat
So now I drive
Cross frozen plains
Nowhere to hide
Just to escape
I traded it all
To match my desire
I traded it all
I traded for fire
I traded for fire
And Father forgive me
Because I knew
What I was doing
I set a snare
For myself and fell headlong
Into ruin
Don't let me settle
Down in a small northern town
To die
Burn my lips
With coals and burn my insides
