D.U.M.B.O.

I lost my name in the fire
Oh, the fire that left me cold
And it all [weighed?] with all your lying
In the hope you take me home
Said I hope your bed's as cold as my own
Said I hope your bed's as cold as my own
Said wanting me's like gasoline
'Fraid to move for fear of light
Said wanting me will end dangerously
Hold me [without warring?] by your side
Said I'm young but I'm still too old to cry
I [beg you hard?] to see the water in your eye

I left that heart under the bridge
Where you could not reach and I would not give
I left that heart under the brown
It could not be seen, would not be found
I took that heart that was always mine to make
Your pretty words will not tempt me back again