Fed the Fire

I think you know we're running out of time You've started dressing up The mood is ruined by the cheapest wine That's spilling on your skirt She's dressed to kill I hope this was within her will Her body's still Moved north from New York But the city life is tugging at her soul Served whisky to the drunks that haunt the night Her life is getting old She's dressed to kill I hope this was within her will Her body's still She wanted more than he could pay But I was standing beside her Trading the life she loved for something less The guilt is setting in Paying thebills by taking off her dress The pressure's worn her thin Pop in the pills to nullify the stress It's showing through her skin She's dressed to kill I hope this was within her will Her body's still She wanted more than he could pay But I was standing beside her (Standing beside her) She bit off more than she could take And now she's fed to the fire Soft as the petal Tough as the thorn She wanted more than he could pay But I was standing beside her (Standing beside her) She bit off more than she could take And now she's fed to the fire (Fed to the fire) Fed to the fire (Fed to the fire) She wanted more than he could pay But I was standing beside her (Standing beside her) She bit off more than she could take And now she's fed to the fire (Fed to the fire) (She wanted more) Fed to the fire (She wanted more) Fed to the fire