Flamethrower

Flamethrower
You called a flamethrower
To see if she could have known
But you'd been
To fake your own death again
Want him to burn, burn, burn, burn, burn
The desert sun will wait
Burn, burn, burn, burn, burn
Leaving only charred remains

You called a flamethrower
Lost in the afterglow
Rising from your ghost town
And its undertow
Burn, burn, burn, burn, burn
The desert sun will wait
Burn, burn, burn, burn, burn
Leaving only charred remains
'Cause something new is born
Amid the wreckage and the rain
Something new is born
Amid the wreckage and the rain
Flamethrower
Flamethrower
Flamethrower