Growing up young in the south of Detroit
Where we wait for the smoke to rise on devil’s night
They tried to control they matches they’d light
Just like the warmth I found in your eyes
And it felt like a fire
And it felt like a fire
Moth to [C7]the flame, I don’t care if it’s safe
I just want you [A7to [C7]know
I’m burning
Houses are empty, sit under the moon
And you [A7smile as I talk about going there soon
There’s a blanket of snow, it’s the middle of June
All I need is you.