Gasoline by The Airborne Toxic Event Lyrics
Five, six, seven, eight!
[Verse 1]
All the time away
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
[Chorus 1]
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
[Verse 2]
Oh those tender days
At your mother's house
And your father would find my hand inside your blouse
Well, they tell me that
You're married now
Oh my dear, I fear I can't understand how
[Chorus 2]
When 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
[Outro]
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
[Verse 1]
All the time away
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
[Chorus 1]
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
[Verse 2]
Oh those tender days
At your mother's house
And your father would find my hand inside your blouse
Well, they tell me that
You're married now
Oh my dear, I fear I can't understand how
[Chorus 2]
When 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
[Outro]
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