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 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 light so we take it outside
I would die to taste the ash on your tongue
My hеart is ember, but you make mе 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 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