Gasoline (Acoustic Version) (Bonus Track)

One, two, uh

Five, six, seven, eight!

All the time awake, you're still on my mind
We were on our own almost all the time
And she'll step away for a second or two
When I close my eyes I think of you

We were only 17
We were holding in our screams
Like we'd torn it from the pages of some girlie magazine
Then you'd scratch and turn and say, "Let's burn ourselves up 'til we scream like gasoline"

All those tender days at your mother's house
Oh, and your father would find my hand inside your blouse
They tell me that you're married now
Oh, my dear, I fear I can't understand how

We were only 17
We were holding back our screams
Like we'd torn our lives from the pages of some girlie magazines
And you'd scratch and turn and say, "Let's burn ourselves up 'til we scream like gasoline"

And I was only 21
I wasn't having any fun
And the words you said tore through my head like bullets from a gun
And I shouldn't have just shown up and said "Get in my 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
Just like gasoline