Gasoline, I can smell it on my clothes When you wrapped your arms around me And I woke up soaked in gasoline Trampoline, I used the last of my faith And you shot me straight up to the sky Then I crashed right through your trampoline And I wanna be brave But you don't make it easy And every time I get close You get farther away Hand grenade, it's difficult to feel safe When you're taking little bitty steps Terrified that you don't upset my hand grenade In my rearview mirror Somehow things become so clear I'd be damned if I let you take a backseat To the view in my rearview mirror Cause I know you wanna be brave But I don't make it easy And every time I get close You get farther away And every time we get close And I wish I could save you From all the shrieking voices Inside your head that Whip you to shreds and tell you lies Like there's no happiness to find Gasoline, gasoline, gasoline Gasoline, gasoline, gasoline Gasoline