Yeah
Whoa
Gunfire left a hole
In the tank
Losing gasoline

Fire is on my trail
And he's after me
Hope it don't get here
Before I get where I'm going
I gotta get where I'm going
Take off my mask to breath

You could've been a apart of a
Masterpiece
Fluid in the breaks
Was the last to leak
That's the thing

Where I'm going
I don't need my breaks
Can't wait to see your face
When your front windows break
And I come crashing through

The love is near to clear the road
Oh, oh, oh
Cause this thing is ready to blow
Oh, oh, oh

I just wanna set you on fire
So I wont have to burn alone
Then you
Then you'll know where
I'm coming from
Fire bomb
Fire bomb

Scenes go
But baby no
Doesn't have to be
Microwaving a medal tragedy
Watching it burn and
Its beautiful and its blue
And its pitiful
When its through
Its the other half of me

I didn't do it
You lit the match for me
Now were flying
From the blast, baby
That's the thing

Where were going
We don't need no breaks
Can't wait to see your face
When your front windows break
And I come crashing through

The love is near to clear the road
Oh, oh, oh
Cause this thing is ready to blow
Oh, oh, oh

I just wanna set you on fire
So I wont have to burn alone
Then you
Then you'll know where
I'm coming from
Fire bomb
Fire bomb

Baby we were killing them
They couldn't handle the millionth degree
We were criminals (ah ah ah)
As we were burning
The world called the police
Fire department, ambulance
You can call me crazy cause I believe
The only move for me and you
Is to blow our flames
And

The lovers need to clear the road
Oh, oh, oh
Cause this thing is ready to blow
Oh, oh, oh

I just wanna set you on fire
So I won't have to burn alone
Then you
Then you'll know where
I'm coming from
Fire bomb
Oh, oh, oh
Fire bomb

Copyright: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): Brian Kennedy, James Fauntleroy, Robyn Fenty