Burned my candle at both ends…time after time..again and again..
Burned a bridge a time or two…through thoughtless traps I fell into..
Burned my fingers and my hand…walked through fire and quicksand..
Burned through time I’m sad to say…had far too many wasted days..
Burned some rubber on my road…so tired now my pace has slowed..
Burning hot..and uncontrolled..leaves ashes spread..and candles cold..