^Thurston I ripped your heart out from your chest Replaced it with a grenade blast Incinerate Incinerate Incinerate Incinerate The firefighters hose me down I don't care, I'll burn out anyhow It's four-alarm girl, nothing to see Hear the sirens come for me You doused my soul with gasoline You flicked a match into my brain Incinerate Incinerate Incinerate Incinerate The firefighters are so nice I remember you so cold as ice The flames are licking at your feet The sirens come to put me me out of misery You wave your torch into my eyes Flamethrower lover burning mind Incinerate Incinerate Incinerate Incinerate Incinerate Incinerate Incinerate Incinerate