Alkaline Trio - This Could Be Love

I`ve got a book of matches

I`ve got a can of kerosene

I`ve got some bad ideas involving you and me

I don`t blame you for walking away

I touched myself had thoughts of flames

I shat the bed and laid there in it

Thinking of you wide awake for days

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

I 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 run 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 poison of alcohol I.V.

I don`t blame you for walking away

I`d do the same if I saw me

I swear it`s not contagious

I 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 run 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

This could be love for fire forevermore

Step one -- slit my throat

Step two -- play in my blood

Step three -- cover me in dirty sheets and run laughing out of the house

Step four -- stop at Berkeley 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

One by one