Текст Alkaline Trio – This Could Be Love

I’ve got a book of matches
I’ve got a can of kerosene
I’ve got some bad ideas involving you and me
I don’t blame you for walking away

And I found you tongue-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 your crimson hands
You took me hostage and made your demands
I couldn’t meet them so you cut off my fingers, one by one

I’m like a broken record
I’ve got a needle scratching me
It injects the poison of alcohol I.V.
I don’t blame you for walking away
I’d do the same if I saw me
I swear it’s not contagious
I swear to God it’s not contagious

Step one — slit my throat
Step two — play in my blood

This could be love — love for fire
This could be love — love for fire
This could be love — love for fire
This could be love for fire forevermore

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 Berkeley Marina and rinse your crimson hands
You took me hostage and made your demands
I couldn’t meet them so you cut off my fingers, one by one
One by one