Burn is the 15th song of Act Two of Hamilton; it is the 38th song of the musical overall.

Eliza is devastated when she receives news of Hamilton's affair through the publication The Reynolds Pamphlet. She sings about the affectionate love in his letters and words he had shown her for years and wonders what it means. Eliza concludes by "erasing herself from the narrative", so no one will know her feelings. It ends up being ironic because although Eliza erases herself from the narrative, she ends up telling everyone's story.

Eliza mentions her anger, shock, and embarrassment, and is depressed over the affair. She talks about the children, and how they can feel affected by the affair.

Lyrics

[ELIZA]
I saved every letter you wrote me
From the moment I read them
I knew you were mine
You said you were mine
I thought you were mine

Do you know what Angelica said
When we saw your first letter arrive?
She said
“Be careful with that one, love
He will do what it takes to survive.”

You and your words flooded my senses
Your sentences left me defenseless
You built me palaces out of paragraphs
You built cathedrals
I’m re-reading the letters you wrote me
I’m searching and scanning for answers
In every line
For some kind of sign
And when you were mine
The world seemed to

Burn
Burn

You published the letters she wrote you
You told the whole world how you brought
This girl into our bed
In clearing your name, you have ruined our lives
Do you know what Angelica said
When she read what you’d done?
She said
“You have married an Icarus
He has flown too close to the sun.”

You and your words, obsessed with your legacy...
Your sentences border on senseless
And you are paranoid in every paragraph
How they perceive you

You, you, you…

I’m erasing myself from the narrative
Let future historians wonder how Eliza
Reacted when you broke her heart
You have torn it all apart
I am watching it
Burn
Watching it burn
The world has no right to my heart
The world has no place in our bed
They don’t get to know what I said
I’m burning the memories
Burning the letters that might have redeemed you
You forfeit all rights to my heart
You forfeit the place in our bed
You'll sleep in your office instead
With only the memories
Of when you were mine

I hope that you burn


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