she smiled like a fine actress
she laughed like she had nothing to worry about
she smelled like cigarettes and cheap perfume
she sang a sad song to end the night
she smiled one last time
she closed her eyes

It's a sticky situation
when your lover is
in flames.

Hold on tight
to whatever it is you mean,
You are going to
take a ride
around your beliefs,
find out what is true.

Beware if that spark
touches you,
You're going
to dance on fire
too.