Have To Explode

Tile floor of the bathroom Scrubbed clean and bright Checkerboard white and gray Towels from the Ritz-Carlton Hotel in Kingston, Jamaica I can still see the rust-colored stains today The stage is set: Someone's gonna do something someone else will regret I speak in smoke signals and you answer in code The fuse will have to run out sometime Something here will eventually have to explode, have to explode You and me, lying on the tile floor Trying to keep cool, restless all night Sweating out the poison as the temperature climbs Staring up, up at the hundred-watt light that burns above Name one thing about us two anyone could love We roll out the red carpet when rotten luck comes down the road 5, 4, 3, 2, 1--watch for the flash Something here will eventually have to explode, have to explode