Testo Gasoline

We make sense together only when we are drugged two for you and one for me, so I know what's up I like the smell of gasoline, but I know it's not good for me how could anything so good be deadly I wonder if others have ever felt this way do they equate love and pain as meaning the same she asks "do you know where Steely Dan got their name?" no, but I think their blend of jazz rock is kinda lame she takes my arm, says, "do you love me now?" before I can say anything the pain hits my brain and I scream out loud I like you like the smell of gasoline I like you but the headaches make me mean I like you like the smell of gasoline there are two sides to everything you know you can't encounter pleasure without risking sorrow she tells these words of wisdom to me as I leave to go Some day or another I will break her hold I try to get away, I try but I can't I don't want to hear those Steely Dan albums again I go to her room and knock she says, "it's unlocked..." I do hope the war of love and hate will eventually stop on my arm there is a tattoo now cigarette is burning down leaves a black mark all the way around I like you like the smell of gasoline I like you but the headaches make me mean I like you like the smell of gasoline cigarette is burning down She's Cortez, she's conquered me torture me till I black out did I really cum when the rope began to squeeze?