my ears should burn (when fools are talked about)

sometimes my memories let me hold and kiss you, but they're just lending me the things i live without, and if it's my fault that i can't really hold you, yes my ears should burn when fools are talked about, what made me think i craved another's kisses, another so unworthy i found out, my arms should have no right to hold another, and my ears should burn when fools are talked about, at night in dreams i do her callin' to me, she loves me she loves me there's no doubt, but my lips have no right to ask forgiveness, and my ears should burn when fools are talked about, yes my ears should burn when fools are talked about