It wasn’t my fault She led me here Canadian plains To disappear It started one night I had too much Of being alone Of collecting dust So I went to see her Like a thief in the night I gave her my death And stole from her life And it killed me each time That I saw her man A friend of mine If you could call me a friend And on Sunday morning The preacher preached on deceit He spoke of a fire Of unspeakable heat So now I drive Across frozen plains Nowhere to hide Just to escape I traded it all To match my desire I traded it all I traded for fire I traded for fire And Father forgive me Because I knew What I was doing I set a snare For myself and fell headlong Into ruin Don’t let me settle Down in a small northern town To die Burn my lips With coals and burn my insides