Burnt Lyrics

What the hell I am wrong
That is not the question
And you know you are wrong
Cos you are leading me

To picture myself, cleaning the mess
That you made yesterday
While you're watching TV
Ilisten to the radio
Be careful not to make any sound

That will bother you, sir

You just wanna a lovely girl
For you needs and loneliness
You just want a young, young girl
Who hasn't learn how to say not yet

Table burnt of that cup of tea
That you wanted so hot
And you're throwing me dirty looks
Cos I pour some of it out

While I'm raising my head to the ceiling
I'm thinking, you are moaning
Yeh, I had it coming, I had it coming

You just wanna a lovely girl
For your needs and loneliness
You just want a young young girl
Who hasn't learn how to say not yet

Boy you are buning me,
You are buning me,
You are buning me.