[Verse 1] Bones in my jacket Rattle when I run Ash on my sneakers Burnt edges of fun Deadboys on the bleachers Laughing at the smoke We carve our names in guardrails Kiss the flame like a joke [Chorus] Deadboys grow gardens in gasoline Flowers in space where the sky should be Diesel on our tongues And you tasted sweet We were playing with death Just to feel our hearts beat [Verse 2] You pressed your mouth to mine Smelled like summer and fuel Cherry lip gloss Black lungs Saint of the under-school We lit the parking lot halos On a leaking machine You said "If we go tonight At least we go seen" [Chorus] [Bridge] We were counting constellations In the cracks of the road Hoping someone up there Watched the way we explode Now it’s crosses by the off-ramp Plastic roses in the rain But I still taste that diesel kiss Every time I say your name [Chorus]
