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You make me want to set myself on fire.

I'm loosing sleep,

I'm fucking cheap,

And all because of you.



You're the crater in my life,

Flicking your Bic

And watching me burn.



I keep coming back for a taste

Because I've forgotten all else,

All other flavors in my palette.





Melting on my tongue

Is the only taste,

Of smoldering ashes;

Flying too close the the sun



And bursting up in tragic flames.



You're a Phenix

Nix the wings.



Not mine anymore,

Door to door,

You'd rather have anyone but me-





Until I call you up,



Hop in your truck and

Now we're friends again?





God, that fire makes me die,

Good sense and all,

It makes me fry,



My diet all devoid of you,



Loses every fucking clue





When you drive up and

Smile at me.



I'm addicted to



This self-inflicted arson



Of Spontaneous Human Combustion.