The bright glow of the orange city dark
Cast brief shadows on the street where you parked
I know you're tired but still restless where you lay
Warm from the sun it was just too much today
The lights come on
With kerosene
It burns my lungs
When you look that way to me
Tear me down
But please don't call my name
I can't resist it
When you need someone to blame
You haven't been seventeen in all these years
Latent reaction to a new familiar fear
Surrounded by your fringe friends' compromise
Dull to the tracing of recycled alibis
The lights come on
With kerosene
It burns my lungs
When you look that way to me
Tear me down
But please don't call my name
I can't resist it
When you need someone to blame