This Could Be Love Lyrics - Good Mourning - Alkaline Trio

I've got a book of matches 

I've got a can of kerosene 

I've got some bad ideas 

Involving you and me 

I don't blame you for walking away 

I touched myself, had thoughts of flames 

I shat the bed, I laid there in it 

Thinking of you, wide awake for days 

And I found you tongue-tied 

In my twisted little brain 

You couldn't crack a smile 

I didn't catch your name 

I don't blame you for walking away 

I'd do the same if I saw me 

I swear it's not contagious 

In four short steps we can erase this 

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Step one, slit my throat 

Step two, play in my blood 

Step three, cover me in bloody sheets 

And run laughing out of the house 

Step four, stop off at Edgebrook Creek 

And rinse your crimson hands 

You took me hostage and made your demands 

I couldn't meet them so you cut off my fingers, one by one 

I'm like a broken record 

I've got a needle scratching me 

It injects the poisons 

Of alcohol IV 

I don't blame you for walking away 

I'd do the same if I saw me 

I swear it's not contagious 

Swear to God it's not contagious 

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Step one, slit my throat 

Step two, play in my blood 

Step three, cover me in bloody sheets 

And run laughing out of the house 

Step four, stop at Lake Michigan 

And rinse your crimson hands 

You took me hostage and made your demands 

I couldn't meet them so you cut off my fingers, one by one 

This could be love 

Love for fire 

This could be love 

Love for fire 

This could be love 

For fire, forever more 

Step one, slit my throat 

Step two, play in my blood 

Step three, cover me in bloody sheets 

And run laughing out of the house 

Step four stop off at Berkeley Marina 

And rinse your crimson hands 

You took me hostage and made your demands 

I couldn't meet them so you cut off my fingers, one by one