Fill me full of gasoline burn
Your bridges while you can
Strike a match then strike a pose
Watch the shit all hit the fan
I can always always take the wheel
I can always try to steer us home
Where has all my mind gone
And why do i just hold on to
The old faded photos in my head
I am rubber you are glue
Bounces off me sticks to you
Your left foot in
Your left foot out
Then you shake me all about