Common disaster

A candle burning for everything I've ever wanted.
A tattoo burned for everything
I've ever wanted and lost.
I had a long list of names that I kept in my back pocket,
but I've cut it down to one and your name's at the top.

I found myself a friend,
but he's crooked as a stick in water.
So now I'm writing fairy tales
to catch the spirit of revenge.
He's got a plan to steal my little sister,
but I'm not too concerned
'cause I will get him in the end.

Going to find me someone to share
a common disaster.
Run away with me from a life so cramped and dull.
Not worry too much about the happily-ever-after.
Just keep the Caddy moving
'til we're well beyond that hill.