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