Fork in the Toaster Lyrics

I've been waiting for you with a fork in the toaster, hoping the end would come soon

I put a penny across all the wires in the wall but only my amp's fuses blew

There's something to say for the current I go through, I'm shocked by the look on your face

And while my hair is on fire and my t-shirt is smoking, I'm somehow still willing to wait

You're electric in the way that kills you, not electric in the way that inspires

You're caustic as battery acid and you're as bright as the city, when the city's on fire

Coming to grips with the heat of exposure, I'm counting the seconds from here

I'd expect you to knock me away from the wall but we both know you're waiting, my dear

Every bit of the voltage is welcoming home all the ways I've spent saying goodbye

And while I should've been saving the best part for last, I'll simply go out with a sigh

You're electric in the way that kills you, not electric in the way that inspires

You're caustic as battery acid and you're as bright as the city, when the city's on fire

Try to release the voltage that I'm grounded enough to be aware of

Try to release the voltage that I'm grounded enough to be aware of

You're electric in the way that kills you, not electric in the way that inspires

You're caustic as battery acid and you're as bright as the city, when the city's on fire

You're electric in the way that kills you, not electric in the way that inspires

You're caustic as battery acid and you're as bright as the city, when the city's on fire