Crucifier
No fire
Crucifier
For the fire
It was your duty
That summer of cruelty
To do what you did to me
I guess I was a baby
Written all over was "hurt me"
Sunburn was the least of it
Sunburn was a benefit
I had a taste in my eyes
The things I could have seen
Closer over miles and miles
A happy ending sounded silly
You did what was right