You're smothering me I said
You put out the flame that spread
Stop, drop, and see red
I didn't do it, I just led

I burn to the third degree
I am a complete scar to be

A forest burned down for a tree
The townsfolk all blamed me
I said let the erasure go free
I am flammable; do not touch me

I burn to the third degree
I am a complete scar to be

My body is made up of nines
Like a ruler is made up of lines
An arsonist undermines
They think they know the signs