March 27, 2013

  • I get up in the evening…
         and I ain't got nothing to say
    I come home in the morning
         I go to bed…feeling…the same way
    I ain't nothing but tired
        yeah, I'm just tired and bored with myself
    Hey there baby…
        I could use just a little help
     
    You can't start a fire
    You can't start a fire without a spark
    This gun's for hire…
         even if we're just dancing in the dark

    Messages keeps getting clearer
         radio's on and I'm moving 'round the place
    I check myself out in the mirror;
         wanna change my clothes, my hair, my face!
    Man, I ain't getting nowhere
         I'm just sitting in a dump like this
    There's something happening somewhere…
         baby, I just know that there is

    You can't start a fire
    You can't start a fire without a spark
    This gun's for hire…
         even if we're just dancing in the dark

    You sit around getting older!
         (there's a joke here, somewhere, and it's on me)
    I'll take this world off my shoulders
         (come, baby, the laugh's on me)

    Stay on the streets of this town –
         and they'll be carving you up alright
    They say you got to stay hungry
         hey, baby, I'm just about starving tonight!
    I'm dying for some action…
         I'm sick of sitting 'round here trying to write this book
    I need a love reaction
         …baby, give me just one look

    You can't start a fire
    Sitting 'round, crying over a broken heart
    This gun's for hire…
         even if we're just dancing in the dark

    You can't start a fire
    Worrying about your little world falling apart
    This gun's for hire…
         even if we're just dancing in the dark…

    dancing in the dark…

    even if we're just dancing in the dark…