Gasoline Songtext
von Two Door Cinema Club

So far so good, I got my hands to catch
Whatever happens to fall past my head
If I could begin to understand that
What I miss is what I wanted (is it true?)

The curtain call, the spotlight fades into a dream
I had a couple nights ago (and that was you)
A plastic doll, the silver lining to my pillowcase
What a show


I think I′m out of luck again
Sympathy callin' out my name
I keep my distance from the sparks and gasoline
I′d start a fire all the same

Was it me or was it someone else
Dressed in my skin, havin' fun? (I am)
I've had enough, I′m exposed and have no memory
Of what I′ve done

I think I'm out of luck again
Sympathy callin′ out my name
I keep my distance from the sparks and gasoline
I'd start a fire all the same


I think I′m out of luck again
Sympathy callin' out my name
I keep my distance from the sparks and gasoline
I′d start a fire all the same