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The Airborne Toxic Event - Gasoline
Five, six, seven, eight!

All the time, awake

You're still on my mind

But we were on our own

Almost all the time

And she'll step away

For a second or two

And I close my eyes

And I think of you

We were only seventeen
We were holding in our screams
Like we'd torn it from the pages
Of some lipstick magazine

And you scratch and turn
And say, "let's burn ourselves up 'til we scream"

Like gasoline

Those tender days

At your mother's house

And your father would find
My hand inside your blouse

But they tell me that

You're married now

Oh my dear, I fear
I can't understand how

We were only seventeen
We were holding back our screams
Like we'd torn our lives from the pages
Of some girly magazines
And you scratch and turn
And say, "let's burn these sheets down to the seams"

Like gasoline

I was only twenty one
I wasn't having any fun
And the words you said
Tore through my head
Like bullets from a gun
And I shoulda just shown up and said,
"Get in this car, let's run"

And these years have seen
So many imitations turning green
Each like the last, they go right past,
Like credits on a screen
But your memory blazes through me
Burning everything

Like gasoline

Like gasoline

Like gasoline