[Verse] Eulogy and burning sage You buried me in the last page I thought you'd love me You had me on a pedestal You worshiped me And I should've known [Pre-Chorus] When you get close to the sun You'll get burned [Chorus] It's tragic The way you look at me With so much hurt in your eyes It's magic You would make a believer out of me But your fire burned out And I guess we'll never know now It's tragic It's tragic [Verse 2] You put me in the top drawer And I should've known You were keeping me You said you loved me You had me in the palm of your hand You worshiped me And I should've known [Pre-Chorus] When you get close to the sun You'll get burned [Chorus] It's tragic The way you look at me With so much hurt in your eyes It's magic You would make a believer out of me But your fire burned out And I guess we'll never know now It's tragic It's tragic
