The Lady Is An Arsonist

Mother Mary wears a dress
Only on certain occasions
But lately it seems few and far between
Mother Mary makes a mess
Only when she wants
But lately all the time she seems to want

I took a hint from you
There's nothing left to do
But lay around
Pretty soon there's something something coming better
Come and light it up
And lock your doors up tight
But don't press your luck
'Cause it's me
I'm a southern boy with a can of gasoline

I've never been in love, oh no
And I've never been ashamed, oh no
I guess I can't give up, oh no
You give me all your flame, oh no

I wrote you letters
To burn before you read
But who could write you better than me?
I'm a southern boy with a can of gasoline

Mother Mary, you're the girl that everyone is saving
But you never took a hand you didn't own
Mother Mary, it's your world
If you only start behaving
But who am I to think you've never known

I took a hint from you
I burn the bridges too
'Cause maybe that's the only way to understand a girl so lonely
So let's fight it off
Lock your doors up tight
Don't press your luck
It won't work for me
I'm a southern boy with a can of gasoline

I've never been in love, oh no
I've never been ashamed, oh no
I guess I can't give up, oh no
If you give me all your flame, oh no

I write a letter
You burn before you read
But who could write you better?
Than me?
A southern boy with a can of gasoline

Liar, liar, guess whose pants just caught fire?
I don't want to know
Fire, fire, guess who's not gonna be in ????
If you wanna know
Liar, liar, guess whose pants just caught fire?
I don't want to know
Fire, fire, guess who's not gonna let you go home
Alone
Tonight