I can smell your cigarettes in my dreams

Im filling your pockets with gasoline

Maybe Ill 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

Wouldnt you be the lucky one ...



Theres a train coming I can see

He isnt quite as fast as me

Im gonna cut across the tracks in time

Another sucker just gets by

Another sucker just gets by



Theres heroin tracks on the moon

Im gonna kill somebody, wont be you

Im so cold I cant 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

Wouldnt you be the lucky one ...



I can smell your cigarettes in my dreams

Im filling your pockets with gasoline

Maybe Ill catch you in the dark

What a beautiful bonfire we could start

What a beautiful bonfire we could start