I can smell your cigarettes in my dreams
I'm filling your pockets with gasoline
Maybe I'll catch you in the dark
What a beautiful bonfire we could start
I got a Kawasaki with one flat tire
Gonna fill it with air and ride all night
I thought you could be trusted in my home
What a beautful bonfire of my hopes
I wish I was a little meaner, a little drunker, a man with a gun
I might just let these feelings show
Wouldn't you be the lucky one?
There's a train coming I can see
He isn't quite as fast as me
I'm gonna cut across the tracks in time
Another sucker just gets by
There's heroin tracks on the moon
I'm gonna kill somebody, but it won't be you
I'm so cold I can't even breath
What a beautiful bonfire you made of me
I wish I was a little meaner, a little drunker, a man with a gun
I might just let these feelings show
Wouldn't you be the lucky one?
I can smell your cigarettes in my dreams
I'm filling your pockets with gasoline
Maybe I'll catch you in the dark
What a beautiful bonfire we could start
What a beautiful bonfire we could start
What a beautiful bonfire we could start