Your love is like petrol Your lips are gasoline I thought you were special Till you broke my (low white) dream Your love is like petrol You know you're special You walk the streets Looking glass, neon lights
Burning up I'm burning up
Your love is like petrol Your lips taste of gasoline You think you're so special Till you crushed your (low white) dream Your love is like petrol The flames of desire burn on me Your eyes on fire We walk the streets