Oak Tree

It kills me to hurt you, it kills me to see you bleed.
It kills me to love you, come on and just set me free.
There's a little white scorpion in my hand, he's looking At me-
He's got a lighter in his teeth and he's looking up and Smiling at me.

There's a fire, there's a fire, there’s a fire in that old Oak Tree.
I remember, I remember, I remember everything.
Well, I'm the one who lit that fire in that old Oak Tree -
I'm the one who lit that fire in that old Oak Tree.

Down, down, down, down, all the way down to the Ground.
You keep ringing that bell, but I can't hear that sound.
I used to be free before you started coming around -
I used to be free before you started coming around.

There's a fire, there's a fire, there’s a fire in that old Oak Tree.
I remember, I remember, I remember everything.
Well, I'm the one who lit that fire in that old Oak Tree -
I'm the one who lit that fire in that old Oak Tree.