let it burn

this shotgun wedding
she's stained in red again
this one last time,
i'm running down the aisle
to face the bad news,
that waits outside
(it's all by you)

let it burn : where did you find her?

this shotgun in my hand
unrest my finger,
on the trigger...

you made this happen,
i'll dig your grave we'll
end all of this here tonight
i'm through with you,
when looking up
you'll see my face

let it burn : where did you find her

i'll dig your grave
when you're looking....
up... you'll see my face.

let it burn : where did you find her.