Song | Gasoline |
Artist | The Airborne Toxic Event |
Album | The Airborne Toxic Event |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
[00:42.458] | All the time, awake |
[00:44.598] | You're still on my mind |
[00:47.189] | But we were on our own |
[00:49.698] | Almost all the time |
[00:50.918] | |
[00:51.298] | And she'll step away |
[00:53.458] | For a second or two |
[00:55.748] | And I close my eyes |
[00:57.948] | And I think of you |
[01:00.448] | We were only seventeen |
[01:00.589] | |
[01:03.389] | We were holding in our screams |
[01:04.998] | Like we'd torn it from the pages |
[01:07.118] | Of some lipstick magazine |
[01:09.688] | And you scratch and turn |
[01:12.980] | And say, "let's burn ourselves up 'til we scream" |
[01:16.959] | Like gasoline |
[01:18.488] | |
[01:42.519] | Those tender days |
[01:44.558] | At your mother's house |
[01:47.308] | And your father would find |
[01:48.727] | My hand inside your blouse |
[01:51.138] | |
[01:51.338] | But they tell me that |
[01:53.378] | You're married now |
[01:55.918] | Oh my dear, I fear |
[01:57.698] | I can't understand how |
[01:59.918] | |
[02:00.378] | We were only seventeen |
[02:02.748] | We were holding back our screams |
[02:04.899] | Like we'd torn our lives from the pages |
[02:07.238] | Of some girly magazines |
[02:09.639] | And you scratch and turn |
[02:11.320] | And say, "let's burn these sheets down to the seams" |
[02:16.800] | Like gasoline |
[02:18.600] | |
[02:41.700] | I was only twenty one |
[02:44.0] | I wasn't having any fun |
[02:46.260] | And the words you said |
[02:48.900] | Tore through my head |
[02:50.900] | Like bullets from a gun |
[02:53.180] | And I shoulda just shown up and said, |
[02:58.490] | "Get in this car, let's run" |
[02:59.990] | |
[03:00.220] | And these years have seen |
[03:00.950] | So many imitations turning green |
[03:02.930] | Each like the last, they go right past, |
[03:05.380] | Like credits on a screen |
[03:07.350] | But your memory blazes through me |
[03:09.920] | Burning everything |
[03:14.560] | Like gasoline |
[03:16.780] | Like gasoline |
[03:19.100] | Like gasoline |
[00:42.458] | All the time, awake |
[00:44.598] | You' re still on my mind |
[00:47.189] | But we were on our own |
[00:49.698] | Almost all the time |
[00:50.918] | |
[00:51.298] | And she' ll step away |
[00:53.458] | For a second or two |
[00:55.748] | And I close my eyes |
[00:57.948] | And I think of you |
[01:00.448] | We were only seventeen |
[01:00.589] | |
[01:03.389] | We were holding in our screams |
[01:04.998] | Like we' d torn it from the pages |
[01:07.118] | Of some lipstick magazine |
[01:09.688] | And you scratch and turn |
[01:12.980] | And say, " let' s burn ourselves up ' til we scream" |
[01:16.959] | Like gasoline |
[01:18.488] | |
[01:42.519] | Those tender days |
[01:44.558] | At your mother' s house |
[01:47.308] | And your father would find |
[01:48.727] | My hand inside your blouse |
[01:51.138] | |
[01:51.338] | But they tell me that |
[01:53.378] | You' re married now |
[01:55.918] | Oh my dear, I fear |
[01:57.698] | I can' t understand how |
[01:59.918] | |
[02:00.378] | We were only seventeen |
[02:02.748] | We were holding back our screams |
[02:04.899] | Like we' d torn our lives from the pages |
[02:07.238] | Of some girly magazines |
[02:09.639] | And you scratch and turn |
[02:11.320] | And say, " let' s burn these sheets down to the seams" |
[02:16.800] | Like gasoline |
[02:18.600] | |
[02:41.700] | I was only twenty one |
[02:44.0] | I wasn' t having any fun |
[02:46.260] | And the words you said |
[02:48.900] | Tore through my head |
[02:50.900] | Like bullets from a gun |
[02:53.180] | And I shoulda just shown up and said, |
[02:58.490] | " Get in this car, let' s run" |
[02:59.990] | |
[03:00.220] | And these years have seen |
[03:00.950] | So many imitations turning green |
[03:02.930] | Each like the last, they go right past, |
[03:05.380] | Like credits on a screen |
[03:07.350] | But your memory blazes through me |
[03:09.920] | Burning everything |
[03:14.560] | Like gasoline |
[03:16.780] | Like gasoline |
[03:19.100] | Like gasoline |
[00:42.458] | All the time, awake |
[00:44.598] | You' re still on my mind |
[00:47.189] | But we were on our own |
[00:49.698] | Almost all the time |
[00:50.918] | |
[00:51.298] | And she' ll step away |
[00:53.458] | For a second or two |
[00:55.748] | And I close my eyes |
[00:57.948] | And I think of you |
[01:00.448] | We were only seventeen |
[01:00.589] | |
[01:03.389] | We were holding in our screams |
[01:04.998] | Like we' d torn it from the pages |
[01:07.118] | Of some lipstick magazine |
[01:09.688] | And you scratch and turn |
[01:12.980] | And say, " let' s burn ourselves up ' til we scream" |
[01:16.959] | Like gasoline |
[01:18.488] | |
[01:42.519] | Those tender days |
[01:44.558] | At your mother' s house |
[01:47.308] | And your father would find |
[01:48.727] | My hand inside your blouse |
[01:51.138] | |
[01:51.338] | But they tell me that |
[01:53.378] | You' re married now |
[01:55.918] | Oh my dear, I fear |
[01:57.698] | I can' t understand how |
[01:59.918] | |
[02:00.378] | We were only seventeen |
[02:02.748] | We were holding back our screams |
[02:04.899] | Like we' d torn our lives from the pages |
[02:07.238] | Of some girly magazines |
[02:09.639] | And you scratch and turn |
[02:11.320] | And say, " let' s burn these sheets down to the seams" |
[02:16.800] | Like gasoline |
[02:18.600] | |
[02:41.700] | I was only twenty one |
[02:44.0] | I wasn' t having any fun |
[02:46.260] | And the words you said |
[02:48.900] | Tore through my head |
[02:50.900] | Like bullets from a gun |
[02:53.180] | And I shoulda just shown up and said, |
[02:58.490] | " Get in this car, let' s run" |
[02:59.990] | |
[03:00.220] | And these years have seen |
[03:00.950] | So many imitations turning green |
[03:02.930] | Each like the last, they go right past, |
[03:05.380] | Like credits on a screen |
[03:07.350] | But your memory blazes through me |
[03:09.920] | Burning everything |
[03:14.560] | Like gasoline |
[03:16.780] | Like gasoline |
[03:19.100] | Like gasoline |