"This Could Be Love" as written by and Daniel Michael Andriano Derek R Grant....
I've got a book of matches
I've got a can of kerosene
I've got some bright ideas involving you and me
I don't blame you for walking away
I touch myself at 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 barely caught 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
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 you made your demands
I couldn't meet them so you cut off my fingers
One by one
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
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
One by one


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"This Could Be Love" as written by Derek Grant Daniel Andriano

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    General CommentThe real line is "I touch myself at thoughts of flames" I believe this is referring to the homicidal triad. Many serial killers are sexually aroused by fire and it has been common for them to start fires and "touch themselves" while watching it. I think Matt Skiba knows about this and the song is probably about some serial killer. But then again, it could entirely be a metaphor for something else.
    Protest Singeron March 27, 2003   Link
  • 0
    General CommentWoo, new Alkaline Trio song from the new album.. 'Good Mourning'. Should be good, I think. Some of the lyrics are pretty wrong... but you tried your best, heh heh.
    Prodigalon March 19, 2003   Link
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    General CommentI got a book of matches
    I got a can of kerosene
    I got some bad ideas
    Involving you and me
    I don't blame you for walking away
    I touch myself it's awful flames
    I shat the bad and lay there in it
    Thinking of you, wide awake for days
    Wide awake for days

    I found you tongue tied
    My twisted little brain
    You couldn't crack the 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
    Four short steps we can erase this...

    Step one
    Slit my throat
    Step two
    Drink my blood
    Step three
    Cover me in dirty sheets
    And I'm laughing out of the house
    Step four
    Stop by lake Michigan, rinse your crimson hands
    You took me hostage and made your demands
    I couldn't meet 'em so you cut of my fingers
    One by one
    One by one

    And like a broken record
    I got a needle scratching me
    It injects the poison
    Of alcohol I need
    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
    Drink my blood
    Step three
    Cover me in dirty sheets
    And I'm laughing out of the house
    Step four
    Stop by lake Michigan, rinse your crimson hands
    You took me hostage and made your demands
    I couldn't meet ' em so you cut of my fingers

    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, for ever now

    Step one
    Slit my throat
    Step two
    Drink my blood
    Step three
    Cover me in dirty sheets
    And I'm laughing out of the house
    Step four
    Stop by lake Michigan, rinse your crimson hands
    You took me hostage and made your demands
    I couldn't meet ' em so you cut of my fingers
    One by one
    One by one
    el_STORMon March 22, 2003   Link
  • 0
    General Commentthis album is gonna kick ass, so far i like continental, all on black, and weve had enough.... once i put more time into the other songs im sure ill love them too.
    so glad alk didnt go downhill, after even their self-titled.
    rock on
    WhenTheStarsFallon March 22, 2003   Link
  • 0
    General CommentAll i have to say is i have the full cd. muhahha
    Jonnymacdon March 27, 2003   Link
  • 0
    General CommentThe whole album is sick...but they changed this song a bit. The first location is something creek i think, the second is lake michagan and the third is Berkley marina. Since matt lived in chicago and southern california the third one is probably another place he lived or lake michagan is for dan who still lives in chicago and the first is for derek.
    unicron926on March 27, 2003   Link
  • 0
    General Commentinjects the poison of alcohol IV...
    rbon March 27, 2003   Link
  • 0
    General Commentsomeone needs to get the rest of Good Mourning's lyrics up. this album is so awesome. another great one by alk3.
    Sick Of Smilingon March 29, 2003   Link
  • 0
    General Commentits Edgebure creek
    Jonnymacdon March 30, 2003   Link
  • 0
    General Commentits Edgebure creek
    Jonnymacdon March 30, 2003   Link

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