Flame Thrower

You called a flamethrower To see if she could have known But you'd been running 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