She is a little explosion of hope Never turns the lights down low She can go there if you want her, though There are no markings on a country road It's time to show the way back home But when you get there, you don't wanna go I've frozen over my desire Covered up in burgeoning snow But when I stand beside her She burns, yeah, she burns Like petrol, soap, paper, and fireworks And I'm burning, yeah, I'm burning I'm burning so deep that just breathing hurts I'm melting down in a conical She likes to lay under the covers, oh Pretend that everywhere's our home Keeps me warm right to my very soul We get so tangled up it's hard to know What is hers and what's my own Binds at the bottom of an olive grove I've frozen over my desire Covered up in burgeoning snow But when I stand beside her She burns, yeah, she burns Like petrol, soap, paper, and fireworks And I'm burning, yeah, I'm burning I'm burning so deep that just breathing hurts I'm melting down in a conical I'm melting down in a conical I'm melting down in a conical I've frozen over my desire Covered up in burgeoning snow But when I stand beside her She burns, yeah, she burns Like petrol, soap, paper, and fireworks And I'm burning, yeah, I'm burning I'm burning so deep that just breathing hurts I'm melting down in a conical I'm melting down in a conical I'm melting down in a conical I'm melting down in a conical