IзЈ›e been put down and been the target of scorn
So many times IзЈ›e cursed the day I was born
Tasted every taste and done all to the max
IзЈ›e survived this long thanks to pills and twelvepacks
ItзЈ— all been hazy but one thing I know
No use to fight it when youзЈ›e sunk so low
CanзЈ? take the pressure so I bring out the torch
Found my dead girlfriend on the front porch

THATзўЁ WHAT DID IT FOR ME, THATзўЁ WHEN I LIT THE FLAME
THATзўЁ WHEN PETROLEUM HELPED ME TO GET AFTERLIFE FAME
I GOT BACK TO ONE, GOT RID OF ALL THATзўЁ BEEN WITH A MATCH AND GASOLINE

Yeah I was put down and the target of scorn
Sure IзЈЋ a coward but I donзЈ? think youзЈ?l mourn
The tastes I tasted was just to get away
To escape the pain and block out the things youзЈЂ say
I stand here ready with a can of sauce
Self-inflicted combustion and youзЈ–e the cause
A gruesome sight but I wonзЈ? feel the flames
The fire is the only thing that cleans the stains

THATзўЁ WHAT DID IT FOR ME, THATзўЁ WHEN I LIT THE FLAME
THATзўЁ WHEN PETROLEUM HELPED ME TO GET AFTERLIFE FAME
I GOT BACK TO ONE, GOT RID OF ALL THATзўЁ BEEN WITH A MATCH AND GASOLINE