ive got a can of kerosene

ive got some bad ideasinvolving you and me

i dont blame you for walking away

i touch myself at thoughts of flames

i shat the bed and layed there in it

thinking of youwide awake for days

wide awake for days

and i found you tounge tied

my twisted little brain

you couldnt crack a smile

i didnt catch your name

i dont blame you for walking away

id do the same if i saw me

i swear its not contagious

four short steps we can erase this

step oneslit my throat

step twoplay in my blood

step threecover me in dirty sheets and run laughing

out of the house

step fourstop at lake michigan and wrinse your crimson hands

you took me hostage and made your demands

i couldnt meet them so you cut off my fingers

one by one

one by one

im like a broken record

ive got a needle scratching me

it injects the poison of alchohol IV

i dont blame you for walking away

id do the same if i saw me

i swear its not contagious

i swear to god its not contagious

step oneslit my throat

step twoplay in my blood

step threecover me in dirty sheets and run laughing

out of the house

step fourstop at Berkley Marina and wrinse your crimson hands

you took me hostage and made your demands

i couldnt meet them so you cut off my fingers

one by one

this could be love

love for fire

this could be love

love for fire

this could be love

for firefor ever more

step oneslit my throat

step twoplay in my blood

step threecover me in dirty sheets and run laughing

out of the house

step fourstop off at pittsburg peir and wrinse your crimson hands

you took me hostage and made your demands

i couldnt meet them so you cut off my fingers

one by one

one by one

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