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This Could Be Love

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โฑ๏ธ 4:05 duration
๐Ÿ†” ID: 12230193

๐Ÿ“œ Lyrics

I've got a book of matches
I've got a can of kerosene
I've got some bad ideas involving you and me
I don't blame you for walking away
I touched myself had 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 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
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

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 and made your demands
I couldn't meet them so you cut off my fingers, 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 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

โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics

[00:15.56] I've got a book of matches
[00:18.43] I've got a can of kerosene
[00:21.34] I've got some bad ideas involving you and me
[00:25.74] I don't blame you for walking away
[00:29.02] I touched myself had thoughts of flames
[00:31.67] I shat the bed and laid there in it
[00:34.98] Thinking of you wide awake for days
[00:42.20] Wide awake for days
[00:50.44] And I found you tongue-tied in my twisted little brain
[00:56.10] You couldn't crack a smile
[00:58.87] I didn't catch your name
[01:00.66] I don't blame you for walking away
[01:03.97] I'd do the same if I saw me
[01:06.57] I swear it's not contagious
[01:09.03] In four short steps we can erase this
[01:12.30] Step one -- slit my throat
[01:15.13] Step two -- play in my blood
[01:18.00] Step three -- cover me in dirty sheets and run laughing out of the house
[01:24.02] Step four -- stop off at Edgebrook Creek and rinse your crimson hands
[01:30.53] You took me hostage and made your demands
[01:33.24] I couldn't meet them so you cut off my fingers, one by one
[01:50.04] I'm like a broken record
[01:52.91] I've got a needle scratching me
[01:55.76] It injects the poison of alcohol I.V.
[02:00.38] I don't blame you for walking away
[02:03.66] I'd do the same if I saw me
[02:06.19] I swear it's not contagious
[02:08.68] I swear to God it's not contagious
[02:11.75] Step one -- slit my throat
[02:14.78] Step two -- play in my blood
[02:17.65] Step three -- cover me in dirty sheets and run laughing out of the house
[02:23.62] Step four -- stop at Lake Michigan and rinse your crimson hands
[02:29.82] You took me hostage and made your demands
[02:32.88] I couldn't meet them so you cut off my fingers, one by one
[02:43.47] This could be love - love for fire
[02:48.84] This could be love - love for fire
[02:55.06] This could be love - love for fire
[02:56.65] This could be love for fire forevermore
[02:59.84] Step one -- slit my throat
[03:02.70] Step two -- play in my blood
[03:05.76] Step three -- cover me in dirty sheets and run laughing out of the house
[03:11.31] Step four -- stop at Berkeley Marina and rinse your crimson hands
[03:18.07] You took me hostage and made your demands
[03:21.03] I couldn't meet them so you cut off my fingers, one by one
[03:29.38] One by one
[03:31.81]

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