Songtext Gasoline Two Door Cinema Club

Gasoline

So far so good
I got my hands to catch whatever happens to fall past my head
If I could begin to understand the [?] what I wanted
(Is it true?)

The curtain call
The spotlight fades
Until a dream I had a couple nights ago
(and I was you)
A plastic doll
The silver lining to my pillow case
What a show

I think I'm out of luck again
Sympathy calling out my name
I keep my distance from the sparks and gasoline
I start a fire on the [?]

Was it me?
Was it someone else dressed in my skin
Having fun
(I am)

I've had enough
I'm exposed and have no memory
Of what I've done

I think I'm out of luck again
Sympathy calling out my name
I keep my distance from the sparks and gasoline
I start a fire on the [?]

I think I'm out of luck again
Sympathy calling out my name
I keep my distance from the sparks and gasoline
I start a fire on the [?]