BURNING A SHORT FUSE
words & music by
Tim Ponzek © 1990

Sometimes I just can’t find any words that help me explain
The feeling I get when you set me, up just to knock me down again
First you want things to be different,
then you want things the same
There’s a party going on in your mind; but I’m too old for games
And if you ask me what I’m made of, I’ll tell you to your face
Don’t ask me if I’m a man or a mouse
when the rats are winning the race
‘Cause...

chorus
I’m Burning A Short Fuse and it won’t last
And if you’re gonna snooze, you’re gonna lose; It’s burning up fast
And when the heat is on and the bombs all explode
I’ll be long gone, headed down the road

Looks like you still can’t see anything from my point of view
We’ve been through it all and we talk things out;
but what you say is not what you do
You drag me on to a see-saw; we’re up and then we’re down
And with our love we go to hell and back; and then we go to town
And if you ask me for the problem; I’ll tell you to your face
you’re driving me right out of my mind;
and that’s an awful thing to waste
And...

chorus (repeat)

At times we get so close, then you get that look in your eyes
A light goes on, a better idea; but you better not even try
Ev’rything’s gonna go crazy; it’s all wrong and then it’s all right
And if you’re winding up for the big one;
you better not wind too tight
And if you ask me if I’m all right; I’ll tell you to your face
I’m like an astronaut that’s on the launch pad
and I’m headed into space
And...

chorus (repeat)

I’ll be long gone
I’ll be long gone... on down that road