Now that you're here, I bet you're wondering why I had you bring two farmers matches and a can of gasoline
I brought the drinks, I brought my past, I hope you brought yours too because that's the kindling,
Now pour the gas and we'll raise our glases to tonight....and start the fire.
We'll choose our sides, and thus, collide. You'll drink for memories,
Im drunk to forget all of your fantastic lies.
Just say whatever you ever wanted to say to me now.
and we'll raise our glasses to tonight and start the fire
Swallow this song...I'm drunk on rhythm.
That was my toast to roasted sympathies. careless.
Now it will sleep until I find the right chords
To bring me to this, wherever I am, To bring me to this.
and may the only thing we have, be the only thing we ever need
with the flames licking our backs, we're moving on.