Lyrics

I stood and watched my house burn down
The life that we built, all gone to ground
The clues, the hints I failed to catch
And I'm the one who struck the match

Is there a trace of what you sold
For moments of grace, this poor fool's gold
I never knew how much you meant
Until I smelled that sulfur scent

And if you've been considering
The wages of desire
Baby, it's the ashes, not the fire

The flash and the spark, don't ask me why
I thought that we'd seen the worst gone by
But now, these bonds all repossessed
The years ahead, the lonesomeness

And if you've been considering
The wages of desire
Baby, it's the ashes, not the fire