Gasoline

Gasoline – 3:38
Songwriter: Jonas Scott Cowan
Publisher: Works From Stillwell International (BMI)

I guess that it's time, I lay this bottle down.
I nearly drank myself blind. Boys I've damn near drown.
I don't know why, I treated you so mean.
but I know just why I sit here alone in the dark in this room,
burnin' whiskey like its gasoline.

A hundred miles an hour, down a dead-end road.
Driven by desire, spinning out of control.
Around Dead Man's Curve I'm screaming like a fiend .
I get just what I deserve here alone in the dark in this room,
burnin' whiskey like its gasoline

Let it burn, ooh baby just let it burn.
Let it burn, ooh baby just let it burn.

Don't stand so close, with that cigarette.
Can't you see what's burning inside of me? I'm afraid it'll catch.
And I will burn you down, and then you will see.
Why I sit here alone in the dark in this house all alone in my room,
burnin' whiskey like its gasoline.

Let it burn, ooh baby just let it burn.
Let it burn, ooh baby just let it burn.
Let it burn baby,
Let it burn baby,
Let it burn.