Lyrics:
We play these parlour gamesWe play at make believeWhen we get to the partI say that I'm going to leaveEverybody loves a happy endingBut we don't even tryWe go straight past pretendingTo the part where everybody loves to cryIndoor fireworksCan still burn your fingersIndoor fireworksWe swore were safe as housesThey're not so spectacularThey don't burn up in the skyBut they can dazzle or delightOr bring a tearWhen the smoke gets in your eyesYou were the spice of lifeThe gin in my vermouthAnd though the sparks would flyI thought our love was fireproofSometimes we'd fight in public, darlingWith very little causeBut different kinds of sparks would flyWhen we got on our own behind closed doorsIndoor fireworksCan still burn your fingersIndoor fireworksWe swore were safe as housesThey're not so spectacularThey don't burn up in the skyBut they can dazzle or delightOr bring a tearWhen the smoke gets in your eyesIt's time to tell the truthThese things have to be facedMy fuse is burning outAnd all that powder's gone to wasteDon't think for a moment, dearThat we'll ever be throughI'll build a bonfire of my dreamsAnd burn a broken effigy of me and youIndoor fireworksCan still burn your fingersIndoor fireworksWe swore were safe as housesThey're not so spectacularThey don't burn up in the skyBut they can dazzle or delightOr bring a tearWhen the smoke gets in your eyesWhen the smoke gets in your eyesWhen the smoke gets in your eyes