That girl loves,
Cigarettes and matches.
Burning things to ashes,
Has the sweetest smile,
That you'd ever know.
A taste for gasoline and bourbon,
It's my heart she has for certain,
With the warmest soul,
That you'd ever know.
And there's beauty in the vicious,
Contentment in malicious,
And a kiss to take your every breath.
And she holds her tongue discreetly,
Yea, it's me she has completely,
Oh, that girl,
Would love me to death.
She's a rattlesnake wrapped in a rose,
Beautiful and well composed,
But venemous,
Right down to the bone.
She conversates with a conscience,
That she knows is always watching,
In my head, I'm never alone.
She loves cigarettes and matches,
And burning things to ashes,
Has the warmest heart,
That you'd ever know.
Never one for self conviction,
Just don't mention her addictions,
Cause she moves too fast,
To ever take it slow.
She dances close to beauty,
And holds her heart too loosely,
With eyes, that watch me like a ghost.
She falls asleep with reckless,
And she wakes up in a new dress.
Oh, that girl,
Is the only love I know.
Oh, that girl,
Is the only love I know.
