My heart is always on the line I?ve traveled all kinds of places The song is always the same Got lonesome fuel for fire
Got 45s to play at night Got books to spend with every weekend The story?s always the same Got lonesome fuel for fire
Fuel for fire, a bitter ending to a sweet, sweet day Fuel for fire, the sour note inside the orchestra wail Fuel for fire, the uncomfortable pulses between famous last words Fuel for fire, missing persons in a small, small world
I dug beneath the wall of sound I ended up back where I started The song is always the same Got lonesome fuel for fire
And so my heart is always on the line I?ve traveled all kinds of places The story?s always the same Got lonesome fuel for fire
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