Suicide, part 2 - Love Letters Drenched in Gasoline lyrics

Last week I tried burning all your letters In a bucket on my porch The gasoline got on my jumper I guess I'll never know If your dad had beat that cancer Tried to ask you on the phone in May But couldn't bare the answer Because Weak I am I tried burning all your letters Now they're drying on my clothesline And I'm banking on the weather To stay good