This could be love

Alkaline Trio

Good mourning

小牛景天（54743350）

I've got a book of mathes

I've got a can of kerosene

I've got some bright ideas involving you and me

I don't blame you for walking away

I touch myself at thoughts of flames

I shat the bed and laid there in it

Thinking of you wide awake for days

And i found you tounge 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 those crimson hands

You took me hostage and made your demands

I couldn't meet them so you cut of my fingers

One by one

Im like a broken record

Ive got a needle scratching me

It injects the poison of alchohol iv

I don blame you for walking away

Id do the same if I saw me

I swear it not contagious

I swear to God it 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 berkley marina and wrinse your crimson hands

You took me hostage and made your demands

I couldnt 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

For fire, for ever more

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 pittsburg peir and wrinse your crimson hands

You took me hostage and made your demands

I couldnt meet them so you cut off my fingers

One by one

One by one