Chills Flame-thrower
Wouldn't you like to see me fail See myself and then turn tail Lose all my drive and the music goes stale But let me warn you I'm very careful In fact I think you should be fearful I still don't want to see you hurt I still don't want to see you cry You never tried to talk to me You look upon me as way down there Your flaming head up in the air I still like you I think you're great Talk with me, talk with me, talk with me, talk with me it's not too late Some day, some day, some day, some day, some day, some day, some day, some day, maybe, maybe, maybe then if anybody is, it's me I'm the Flamethrower I still don't want to hurt you
