i found your photograph tonight   and i was staring at your face again   into the same blank stares that haunt me in my dreams   you never meant anything you said   but i meant every tear i cried for you   and every night i'd die some more to please you      these words that touch your lips   make all the statues crumble at your feet   we were pushing gold   now we're barely pushing daisies   look up baby, i'm right behind your eyes      i am the six gun   i am the revolver between your lips   i am passion   i am desire   i am destruction   i am a hurricane   i am beauty   i am a fire      i found your photographs tonight   did you know they burn like kerosene?   and light the way for me to haunt your dreams   you never meant any word you said   but i meant every tear i cried for you   and every night i'd kill myself to please you      these words that touch my lips   will burn the statues that crumble at your feet   we were pushing gold   now we're barely pushing daisies   look up baby, i'm right behind your eyes.