Harry Chapin - Burning Herself lyrics

She was crazy (she was beautiful), I guess she had to be. I was angry (you were blind), because I could not see. I saw only what her cigarettes had done to her skin. I should have known the outside world would reveal what was within. She was burning herself, and her hair was filled with ashes. She was burning herself, and her life becomes a flame. She was burning herself, and the flame became her pa**ion. She was burning herself, and her pa**ion, her pa**ion was her pain. She was trusting (you could have saved her too), all hope had pa**ed for her. I was lusting (and she gave to you), that's all I asked for her. The marks upon her body and the marks upon her mind. I could have erased them if I'd only taken the time. I never saw her do it, I only saw the scars. I never could imagine what would make her go that far. I wondered, was she driven by desperate need to feel, to find out she was living, to discover life was real. Or was it that the pain slicing through her like a knife was easier to take than the emptiness of life? Had a strange sense of drama caught her in a role, or was she trying to cauterize the chancres on her sole? I don't know I don't know I don't know...