The words that we use are a hell of a fuse
And the last thing we need is a spark
This ain't the first time it might be the last light
Before this whole thing blows apart
There's nothing we haven't tried
Time to find somewhere to hide
Run and take cover, baby this love is a gun
That we both had to load
Batten the hatches and hide all the matches
This whole thing's about to explode
Fire in the hole
Fire in the hole
When the smoke clears and the dust disappears
We'll both probably have a few scars
You'll go your own way and I'll likely stay
And I might never know where you are
CHORUS
Wherever you're going I hope that you're happy and well
We're both gonna make it but it's gonna hurt like hell
CHORUS