They used to say
That I was a joker
Now I'm just a fool

They used to call me
Quite a smoker
I could burn right through

I burn right through
Oh I burn right through

They used to call me
The red headed devil
Always om my tail

Im looking down
Disarranged and disheveld
I could raise some hell

And I'll burn right through
I burn right through

Well love could never change my heart
And i could never play the part

Can't remember if i ever told the truth
Hmm do you
And I'll burn right right through

That i was a fallman
But i fell from grace

Im looking back
At a figure in the mirror
But i don't recognize the face

They used to say
That I'm like a preacher
But i don't talk to god

And I won't know
Won't know until
I reach there

Till then im moving on

And I'll burn right through
Oh I burn right through
I burn right through
I burn right through