Text: Library Is On Fire (The). Cassette. The Foolish Fire.

I got you right where you want me
to haunt the nights you don?t got me
i got in tight where you got me

and i?ll be the lover of your foolish fire

you got me right where you want me
you got in tight where you got me

and I?ll be the mother of your stupid desires
i?ll be the lightning from your foolish fire

(i?m a careless girl and you?re mine.
i?m a careless girl and you?re all mine.)

and i?ll be the mother of your stupid desires
i?ll be the lightning from your foolish fire
you?re so tired.

(i?m a careless girl and you?re all mine.)

*from the latin ?ignes fatui?, an illumination caused by marsh gases in the night which would fatally misguide lost travelers into swamps


(Thanks to stephanie beurgen for these lyrics)