Took out an entire city looking for myself one night
Heaven wasn't at the bottom of those bottles
Well it never was
but it's on your lips and I need it
I used to write sad things about the boy who
wanted to **** me for fun
but he's dead now and I'm just saying
they do call me the love arsonist
If refusing to be quieted for anyone's convenience is illegal,
I'll take the twenty-five to life,
If loving you is a crime
I want the ******* death sentence