Ashes KT Tunstall

I am a pain in your ass
And I'm wondering how long it's gonna last
Be my mirror, be my friend
Be the workhouse of the energy
I twist your arm to spin

Every day, like a power station
You know it isn't good
I know you're burning too much wood
Oh, and when you burn out
The twisted irony is
Your ashes come home to me
Come home to me

So we take a walk to make some sense
And I'm wondering if you'll fancy my defense
But I have pushed you way too far
And you say, "Fuck you, little princess
Who the hell do you think you are"

Every day, like a power station
You know it isn't good
You know you're burning too much wood
But I said if you burn out
The twisted irony is
Your ashes come home to me
Come home to me
Come home to me