Kerosene

Mommy screams as daddy rings her on the telephone
Dirty sheets and secrets that they keep behind the door
It’s kerosene, it’s what you need
A match, a spark, a flame that’ll keep you warm
And now you’re on your own
Your only sister lost her temper when you were seven
Burned the bridges, got her picture on television
It’s kerosene, it’s what you need
A match, a spark, a flame that’ll keep you warm
And I was standing in the mirror
Lights out
Images, clearer
And now you’ve found
It’s kerosene, it’s what you need
A match, a spark, a flame that’ll keep