Elsinore - Gasoline lyrics

Circumstances as they are I'm grateful You took chances, bent your back in my defense All your clothes still smell like gasoline Turpentine and fingernail grease Nobody knows how I feel Because they haven't hurt to such a degree Nobody bandages things up like you Hospitals and medication run-around Faith put in a government run aground Photo albums filled with divorce and christmas trees Every grinding gear of this family Nobody knows how I feel Because they haven't put a faith in you Nobody has the memory Of the hole put in the hallway that you patched up Circumstances as they are I'm grateful All your clothes still smell like gasoline