Something told me
This was cursed
With the roof on fire
And the second floor and the first
But I ain't the first or last to sing
About this kind of thing
It seems it's easier to see
When it's not happenin' to you
I swear on the lips of the Holy Ghost
I heard the man raise a solemn toast
"Blessed are ye," he proposed
"With eyes and ears to choose"
And well, I had eyes and ears to choose
But what's a poor boy not to do?
She knew better and I knew better
But what did we have to lose?
Well conflagration! What a shame
This relationship is going down in flames
Well it seems everybody likes to share
About fireworks in a love affair
Birds and flowers everywhere
For the first month or maybe two
But fate didn't spare us even that much
And I can't say we didn't care as such
But hey, give a crippled crab a crutch
When it's crawlin' towards its doom
Because I had eyes and ears to choose
And what's a poor boy not to do?
She knew better and I knew better
But what did we have to lose?
Well conflagration! What a shame
This relationship is going down in flames
Metaphorically speaking for the time
She had the high-grade turpentine
But the strike of the match was only mine
And a five-alarm fire ensued
Ahhhhhh
Ahhhhhh
Ahhhhhh
Ahhhhhh
Well I had eyes and ears to choose
But what's a poor boy not to do?
Because she knew better and I knew better
But what did we have to lose?
Well conflagration! What a shame
This relationship is going down in flames
I said that this relationship is going down in flames