It burns,
Not the whiskey, or the gasoline, 
I've doused myself with _ the way he never
Looked back  it burns,
Little holes spreading across my lungs,
Do you think he did do it again?
If he knew I can't breathe anymore and it burns.  I feed it with oxygen everytime.
I check it on him how he's been.
It burns like I'm an ant in a magnifying glass.
He smiles Like everything is perfect.  I laugh like it doesn't hurt.
I'm lying....
It burns, it burns, it burns.