The Airborne Toxic Event - Gasoline

All the time aw^Bbake you're still on my mind But we were on our ^Gmown almost all the ^Ftime And she'll step ^Bbaway for a second or two And I close my ^Gmeyes And I think of yo^Fu

We were ^Ebonly seven^Fteen we were h^Gmolding in our s^Bbcreams Like we'd ^Ebtorn it from the ^Fpages of some ^Gmlipstick maga^Bbzine And you s^Ebcratch and turn and ^Fsay Let's burn ^Gmourselves up '^Ftil we ^Ebscream like gaso^Bbline

Those tender ^Bbdays at your mother's house And your ^Gmfather would find my hand inside your ^F(D)blouse But they tell me ^Bbthat you're married now Oh my ^Gmdear I fear I can't understand ho^Fw

We were ^Ebonly seven^Fteen we were h^Gmolding back our s^Bbcreams Like we'd ^Ebtorn our lives from the ^Fpages of some ^Gmgirly maga^Bbzines And you s^Ebcratch and turn and ^Fsay Let's burn these ^Gmsheets down ^Fto the ^Ebseams like gaso^Bbline

I was ^Ebonly twenty ^Fone I wasn't h^Gmaving any f^Bbun And the ^Ebwords you said tore ^Fthrough my head like ^Gmbullets from a ^Bbgun And I ^Ebshould've just s^Fhown up and said Get ^Gmin this ^Fcar let's r^Ebun

And these ^Ebyears have seen so ^Fmany imit^Gmations turning ^Bbgreen Each like the ^Eblast they go right p^Fast like c^Gmredits on a s^Bbcreen But your ^Ebmemory blazes ^Fthrough me ^GmBurning ^Fevery^Ebthing like gas^Bboline