Burn

Fire don't mix with gasoline, and whiskey won't win a fight

Pain don't change with diamond rings, the dark always comes to light

It only takes so long before it all goes up in flames

So put it out or feed that fire, the choice is yours to make

You can fly on down the highway, you can stay right there at home

You can wait on the day he packs his things, but he's as good as gone

If he ain't gonna love you, maybe it's my turn

You can pray, you can drink, you can wait on the rain, either way it's gonna burn

I can tell he don't need you, there ain't no love in the air

Would he toss and turn at night if one day you weren't even there