SINGER: Alkaline Trio

SONG:This Could Be Love.

I've got a book of matches
i've got a can of kerosene
involving you and me
i don't blame you for walking away
i touch myself at thoughts of flames
i shat the bed
i laid there in it
thinking of you
wide awake for days
And i found you tongue tied
in my twisted little brain
you couldn't crack a smile
i didn't catch your name
t don't blame you for walking away
i'd do the same if i saw me
i swear it's not contagious
in four short steps we can erase this
Step one: slit my throat
step two: play in my blood
step three: cover me in dirty sheets and come laughing out of the house
step four: stop off at edgebrook creek and rinse your crimson hands
you took me hostage and made your demands
i couldn't meet them so you cut off my fingers
one by one
I'm like a broken record
i've got a needle scratching me
it injects the posion of alcohol i.v.
i don't blame you for walking away
i'd do the same if i saw me
i swear to god it's not contagious
swear to god it's not contagious
Step one: slit my throat
step two: play in my blood
step three: cover me in dirty sheets and come laughing out of the house
step four: stop at lake michigan and rinse your crimson hands
you took me hostage and made your demands
i couldn't 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 (love for fire)
for fire forever more
Step one: slit my throat
step two: play in my blood
step three: cover me in dirty sheets and come laughing out of the house
step four: stop at berkely marina and rinse your crimson hands.
you took me hostage and made your demands
i couldn't meet them so you cut off my fingers
one by one