Light It on Fire

It's four a.m., I'm drunk and alone,
trying to call you on a public phone.
I wanted passion, I wanted desire.
My heart is a flame that pains me
if i do not light it on fire.

I'm the perfect picture of a perfect fool.
You're out doing what i wanted you to.
I'm in the heartbreak hotel and there's a desk clerk for hire.
My heart is a flame that pains me
if i do not light it on fire.

How can i tell you
oh, just how it feels?
How do you make love stay
and how do you know if what's staying is real?

I was the one full of whiskey and talk.
I was the one with the skip in my walk.
You say the truth hurts, yeah well, so does a liar.
My heart is a flame that pains me
if i do not light it on fire.