methane like oxygen

It's not about you babe It's butane love me sick Let's make this road bleed pitch Breathe methane like it's oxygen My heart pumps in tune Your lips parting lovely It's cool, burns like ice Rough grip, neck stained red Oh, I Noone loves me like she does Noone gets inside my head Noone drive me out my home Noone picks apart my head (Ooh) Oh what a bump in the night Oh what a fork in the road You said you got some new lights And they would shine on the door I wish I glowed in the dark So we could see where we're going 'Cause we're all blind in the night We're all systems of stone Turn your head through the window My peripheral view What a night to be lonely Driving home with my arm around you It's not about you babe It's butane love me sick Let's make this road bleed pitch Breathe methane like it's oxygen