Lyric discussion by el_STORM 

I 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

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