Alkaline Trio - This Could Be Love

I've got a book of matchesI've got a can of keroseneI've got some bad ideas, involving you and meI don't blame you for walking awayI touch myself at thoughts of flamesI shat the bead and layed there in itThinking of you, wide awake for daysWide awake for daysAnd I found you tounge tiedMy twisted little brainYou couldn't crack a smileI didnt catch your nameI don't blame you for walking awayId do the same if I saw meI swear its not contagiousFour short steps we can erase thisStep one, slit my throatStep two, play in my bloodStep three, cover me in dirty sheets and run laughingOut of the houseStep four, stop at lake michigan and wrinse your crimson handsYou took me hostage and made your demandsI couldn't meet them so you cut off my fingersOne by oneOne by oneI'm like a broken recordI've got a needle scratching meIt injects the poison of alchohol ivI don't blame you for walking awayId do the same if I saw meI swear its not contagiousI swear to God its not contagiousStep one, slit my throatStep two, play in my bloodStep three, cover me in dirty sheets and run laughingOut of the houseStep four, stop at berkley marina and wrinse your crimson handsYou took me hostage and made your demandsI couldn't meet them so you cut off my fingersOne by oneThis could be love(love for fire)This could be love(love for fire)This could be loveFor fire, for ever moreStep one, slit my throatStep two, play in my bloodStep three, cover me in dirty sheets and run laughingOut of the houseStep four, stop off at pittsburg peir and wrinse your crimson handsYou took me hostage and made your demandsI couldn't meet them so you cut off my fingersOne by oneOne by one