Ghosty Boy – Play With Fire (Home) lyrics

She said
My car won't start
And my job just sucks
And I think I hate my boyfriend

Man I'm stressed out
From living cheque to cheque
My makeup's a mess
Just like everything else

And I'm so god damn disheartened

But the shattered glass is gone from the floor
From where she flipped out and snapped the night before
But that red wine stain just won't come clean
And she's trying not to scream

Man, there's gotta be something better here for me

Well we can
Play in the Fire
Let's dance in the storm
And we'll never get tired
And we'll never get bored
And we'll never be lonely
And we'll never grow old
When we get home

She said I smoke too much
I think skinny jeans suck
And I feel like I don't belong here

And her daddy just called and said go back to school
Cause you'll never make it as an artist

She let a beat up vinyl record play
And she close her eyes
And she drift away
And I just want to grab her by the hair
And stare into her eyes
And say
That it doesn't have to be this way

Well we can
Play in the Fire
Let's dance in the storm
And we'll never get tired
And we'll never get bored
And we'll never go hungry
And we'll never grow old
When we get home

We'll ride Saturn's rings
And surf satellites
And everything is going to be alright

We'll live forever
And we'll never die
Until the stars explode in the sky

Well we can

Play in the Fire
Let's dance in the storm
And we'll never get tired
And we'll never get bored
And we'll never be lonely
And we'll never grow old
When we get home

And we'll make love in a lake of fire and blood
When we get home

When we get home