I still feel bad
The night that I had
Too much to drink
I fell down in the kid's room
The little ones laughed
But the older two
Lost more than sleep
It's like walking in a quicksand
How dare you ask me
If I need it
All these years I still
Remember
The night my kids were
Without their mother
I started a fire inside
A fire inside
Burning a childhood
Burning from the inside
I started a fire inside
A fire inside
Burning a childhood
Burning from the inside
Seventy-one degrees
February don't need to feel like spring
And I forgot the code-word
For 'you've had enough let's go you gonna get hurt"
I started a fire inside
A fire inside
Burning a childhood
Burning from the inside
I started a fire inside
A fire inside
Burning a childhood
Burning from the inside
Seventeen's too young to tuck me in at night
Seventeen's too young to tuck me in at night