Kerosene

You were raised on righteous love
I was brought up in a burning house
You dried your hands on monogrammed towels
Ones I used to put out fires and shield my mouth
I've met your type you'd like to settle me down
While I drown your picket fence in gasoline
Well if you lie here I'll keep you warm
Just until you find the one
I'll burn through you like kerosene
I'll strike a match, but no spark's guaranteed
You need a light so we take it outside
I would die to taste the ash on your tongue
My heart is ember but you make me feel young
When I kiss that jawline carved for cinema
Well if you lie here I'll keep you warm
Just until you find the one
I'll burn through you like kerosene
I'll strike a match, but no spark's guaranteed
I'll smoke you out,but the high ain't cheap
I'll burn through you like kerosene
You were raised on righteous love
I was brought up in a burning house