Herman Düne - Whatever Burns the Best Baby lyrics

There's a star above my head and it wouldn't shine for me Though I've had my share of darkness and there is nothing I can see There's a track there in the mountains there's your picture in my wallet And there's a twelve-pack in my trunk and bag full of gra** And there are five books on your desk and a gold ring in the sink And there are tattoos on your skin and there's carole king And you are sitting on the stairs and you are overestimated And there's a bunk bed in a motel and your name on my sweater Well you can set them on fire, baby Whatever burns the best, baby, whatever burns the best, baby, whatever burns the best, baby And I was drowning in a puddle with my paddle in the sewer I was eaten by a vortex and cast down to the bottom And in the vortex I was dying and I called out your name But you didn't answer much and you kept it shut instead And I was hidden in a cave and I was all freaked out And there were morlocks all around me and I couldn't even fight And they were all pressed up around me and they were calling me a f*g And they stabbed me with a dagger and they beat up my a** And they dragged me in their tunnels and they cleaned me out But they didn't take the wallet with your picture inside Well you know now you can set it on fire, baby Whatever burns the best, baby, whatever burns the best, baby, whatever burns the best, baby And in the junkyard in the summer in the dumpster by the river In the old house in the wood and in the neighborhood You can try to make it up to me by the doorway where I called you a silly a** b**h And still you could put up with me and whatever you get your kicks on, baby Whatever burns the best, baby...