Bullets And Octane

What happened last night
with that girl Miss Polite
She's insane, she's alright
I can recall, Catholic Girls, alcohol
Do they sin?
Haha, Don't they all?
Well I can't resist, either way she's impressed and convinced, she'll be mine
Well ya crash, and ya burn, and ya live and ya learn
In your dreams
It's my life
I caught fire in the red hot sun
Now I'm laughing at everyone
Yeah, I caught fire like a son of gun
But together we are the one
Cinco de Mayo hadn't lied in a while, well ok, I lied.
Drinks in the car on the way to the bar
We are sin, that we are, yeah yeah
What's with the kids doing the same old shit
What a waste of life
When I was young, between the fingers and thumb
read between the lines, yeah
I caught fire in the red hot sun
Now I'm laughing at everyone
Yeah, I caught fire like a son of gun
But together we are the one
Remember yesterday?
Hell sometimes I can't remember my name
You can take a drunken picture of my face baby
But that ain't gonna get you laid
I caught fire in the red hot sun
Now I'm laughing at everyone
Burn it, burn it, burn it!!
I caught fire like a son of gun
But together we are the one.
I caught fire in the red hot sun
Now I'm laughing at everyone
I caught fire like a son of gun
But together we are the one.
And there ain't nothin' that'll change my world