We play these parlour games
We play at make believe
When we get to the part where I say that I? m going to leave
Everybody loves a happy ending but we don? t even try
We go straight past pretending
To the part where everybody loves to cry
[Chorus]
Indoor fireworks
Can still burn your fingers
Indoor fireworks
We swore we were safe as houses
They? re not so spectacular
They don? t burn up in the sky
But they can dazzle or delight
Or bring a tear
When the smoke gets in your eyes
You were the spice of life
The gin in my vermouth
And though the sparks would fly
I thought our love was fireproof
Sometimes we? d fight in public darling
With very little cause
But different kinds of sparks would fly
When we got on our own behind closed doors
[Chorus]
It? s time to tell the truth
These things have to be faced
My fuse is burning out
And all that powder? s gone to waste
Don? t think for a moment dear that we? ll ever be through
I? ll build a bonfire of my dreams
And burn a broken effigy of me and you
[Chorus]
Writer(s): Elvis Costello
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