D.U.M.B.O.

I lost my name in the fire

Oh, the fire that left me cold

And it all [weighed?] with all your lying

In the hope you take me home

Said I hope your bed's as cold as my own

Said I hope your bed's as cold as my own

Said wanting me's like gasoline

'Fraid to move for fear of light

Said wanting me will end dangerously

Hold me [without warring?] by your side

Said I'm young but I'm still too old to cry

I [beg you hard?] to see the water in your eye

I left that heart under the bridge

Where you could not reach and I would not give

I left that heart under the brown

It could not be seen, would not be found

I took that heart that was always mine to make

Your pretty words will not tempt me back again