Alkaline Trio - This Could Be Love (acoustic) Lyrics
I've got a book of matchesI've got a can of keroseneI've got some bad ideas involving you and meI don't blame you for walking awayI touched myself had thoughts of flamesI shat the bed and laid there in itThinking of you wide awake for daysWide awake for daysAnd I found you tongue-tied in my twisted little brainYou couldn't crack a smileI didn't catch your nameI don't blame you for walking awayI'd do the same if I saw meI swear it's not contagiousIn four short steps we can erase thisStep one -- slit my throatStep two -- play in my bloodStep three -- cover me in dirty sheets and run laughing out of the houseStep four -- stop off at Edgebrook Creek and rinse your crimson handsYou took me hostage and made your demandsI couldn't meet them so you cut off my fingers, one by oneI'm like a broken recordI've got a needle scratching meIt injects the poison of alcohol I.V.I don't blame you for walking awayI'd do the same if I saw meI swear it's not contagiousI swear to God it's not contagiousStep one -- slit my throatStep two -- play in my bloodStep three -- cover me in dirty sheets and run laughing out of the houseStep four -- stop at Lake Michigan and rinse your crimson handsYou took me hostage and made your demandsI couldn't meet them so you cut off my fingers, one by oneThis could be love - love for fireThis could be love - love for fireThis could be love - love for fireThis could be love for fire forevermoreStep one -- slit my throatStep two -- play in my bloodStep three -- cover me in dirty sheets and run laughing out of the houseStep four -- stop at Berkeley Marina and rinse your crimson handsYou took me hostage and made your demandsI couldn't meet them so you cut off my fingers, one by oneOne by one
