Indoor Fireworks
Elvis Costello Lyrics


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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

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

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

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

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




When the smoke gets in your eyes
When the smoke gets in your eyes

Overall Meaning

Elvis Costello’s Indoor Fireworks is a song about a couple who are on the brink of breaking up. They play “parlour games,” or games that require a small group of players and little equipment, and pretend that everything is okay. When the singer mentions leaving, however, they realize they cannot pretend anymore. They know they are heading towards a sad ending, and they cannot pretend to be happy anymore; they cannot even pretend to try. In the chorus, the phrase “indoor fireworks” is used as a metaphor for love that burns out quickly and can still hurt you, despite being less spectacular than real fireworks.


The verse “You were the spice of life, the gin in my vermouth” refers to the couple’s relationship being compared to a cocktail that has lost its sparkle. The sparks that once flew between the two have now died down, and they cannot even pretend to love each other anymore. The line “My fuse is burning out and all that powder's gone to waste” reflects the singer’s frustration and disappointment at how their relationship has ended. In the final verse, the singer decides to move on and let go of the relationship by “building a bonfire of my dreams” and burning a broken effigy of “me and you.”


Line by Line Meaning

We play these parlour games
We engage in superficial and pretend activities


We play at make-believe
We pretend and imagine things that are not true


When we get to the part where I say that I'm going to leave
When it comes to the point where I express my wish to depart


Everybody loves a happy ending but we don't even try
Most people prefer things to end well, but we don't even attempt to achieve this


We go straight past pretending
We skip the act of pretending


To the part where everybody loves to cry
To the section where everyone enjoys feeling emotional pain


Indoor fireworks
Intense emotional experiences that happen behind closed doors


Can still burn your fingers
Can still cause significant and long-lasting damage


We swore we were safe as houses
We thought we were completely secure and protected


They're not so spectacular, they don't burn up in the sky
They may not be grandiose or impressive, not drawing a lot of attention


But they can dazzle or delight
But they can still captivate or please


Or bring a tear
Or evoke a strong emotional response


When the smoke gets in your eyes
When sentiment clouds your judgment


You were the spice of life
You brought exciting variety to my existence


The gin in my vermouth
You were the extra element that made my life more interesting


And though the sparks would fly
Despite our frequent emotional outbursts


I thought our love was fireproof
I believed our love could withstand anything


Sometimes we'd fight in public, darling
Occasionally we would argue in front of others, my love


With very little cause
Without a good or apparent reason


But different kinds of sparks would fly
However, different kinds of intense emotional reactions would occur


When we got on our own behind closed doors
When we were alone together in private


It's time to tell the truth
It's time to be frank and honest


These things have to be faced
We can't avoid confronting these issues anymore


My fuse is burning out
I am reaching the end of my rope


And all that powder's gone to waste
And all the potential for a bright future between us is lost


Don't think for a moment, dear, that we'll ever be through
Don't ever believe that we will completely end our relationship, my love


I'll build a bonfire of my dreams
I'll create a vivid and fantastic scenario in my mind


And burn a broken effigy of me and you
And destroy a symbolic representation of our shattered relationship




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: ELVIS COSTELLO

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