Kerosene Songtext
von The Transit War

With kerosene, I think she′s gonna torture me tonight
And all the words that she wrote down were written off
And torn out of my spine
Yeah, just despite what we once were
Crease the pages, close the curtains
Put your hands all over me
Yeah, write those ugly words
Well, pack your bags and run away
Yeah, you were always good for that

If you fly away across the sea
Fill me out a postcard there
Don't send it rolling back to me
There′s a better place for words to be
Dig a hole and keep them there
The place where you can bury me


With memories, I think I'm gonna torture her tonight
And all the words that she wrote down
Will cover up the shivers down her spine
Yeah, just despite what we once were
Crease the pages, close the curtains
Put your hands all over me
Yeah, write those ugly words
Well, pack your bags and run away
Yeah, you were always good for that

If you fly away across the sea
Fill me out a postcard there
Don't send it rolling back to me
There′s a better place for words to be
Dig a hole and keep them there
The place where you can bury me

If you fly away across the sea
Fill me out a postcard there
Don′t send it rolling back to me
There's a better place for words to be
Dig a hole and keep them there
The place where you can bury me

If you fly away across the sea
Fill me out a postcard there
Don′t send it rolling back to me