Cheap Champagne - Sloan

I’ve got a way

To think everyone around me’s crazy

I’ve got a way

To think everything that’s bad gets worse

I’ve got a way

To push it down deep inside me

I’ve got a way

To fill it all up 'til it bursts

I’ve got a way

To stare into it 'til it’s blinding

I’ve got a way

To ignite the flame

And burn for it

Hey

I’ve got a barbed wire heart

And you can’t handle it

I like to tear it apart

But you can’t handle it

I got the hair-trigger guilt

And you can’t handle it

I’d like to crank it full tilt

And you can’t handle it

And the hands I shake

Are the backs I break

And all the people I meet

They don’t know what to make

Of what they’ve seen in me

And what they think it should be

I’ve got the loud, proud volume freaks

That just shriek in my head

All this I’ve gotta say to you

Cause I just want to let you know

All these things I’m saying to you

Cause I need to

Yeah, I want to

I want to walk through the fire

Walk through the fire

And burn for it

Walk through the fire

Walk through the fire

And burn for it

I want to walk through the fire

Walk through the fire

And burn for it

Burn