My heart is always on the line

I've traveled all kinds of places

The song is always the same

Got lonesome fuel for fire



Got 45s to play at night

Got books to spend with every weekend

The story's always the same

Got lonesome fuel for fire



Fuel for fire, a bitter ending

to a sweet, sweet day

Fuel for fire, the sour note inside 

the orchestra wail 

Fuel for fire, the uncomfortable pulses

between famous last words

Fuel for fire, missing persons

in a small, small world



I dug beneath the wall of sound

I ended up back where I started

The song is always the same

Got lonesome fuel for fire



And so my heart is always on the line

I've traveled all kinds of places

The story's always the same

Got lonesome fuel for fire