Gasoline

So far so good

I got my hands to catch whatever happens to fall past my head

If I could begin to understand that what I missed is what I wanted (Is it true?)

The curtain call

The spotlight fades

And to a dream I had a couple nights ago (and I was you)

A plastic doll

The silver lining to my pillow case

What a show

I think I'm out of luck again

Sympathy calling out my name

I keep my distance from the sparks and gasoline

I start a fire all the same

Was it me?

Was it someone else dressed in my skin

Having fun (I am)

I've had enough

I'm exposed and have no memory

Of what I've done

I think I'm out of luck again

Sympathy calling out my name

I keep my distance from the sparks and gasoline

I start a fire all the same

I think I'm out of luck again

Sympathy calling out my name

I keep my distance from the sparks and gasoline

I start a fire all the same