Play With Fire Songtext
von The Higher
Play With Fire Songtext
The thrill of the chase
When you don′t want to leave with me
But then at the end of the night
You're in the parking lot
You ask for a ride, get inside
Slide your hand up on my thigh
It′s what you do all the time
You flash that charming arrogance I can't resist
The way you fake your innocence
I see a devil in your left eye
And an angel in your right
I don't know what to do
I can′t make up my mind
You′ve got a bad reputation
But I keep coming back
In a sticky situation
And I'm caught in your trap
I keep on telling myself you′re a pathological liar
But I love to play with fire
How you smile when you say
That you hate the excitement of the dangerous roads
That we take
Don't you know I know you lied
When you tried to confide
Took my hand, led me outside
Once again you need a ride
You flash that charming arrogance I can′t resist
The way you fake your innocence
I see a devil in your left eye
And an angel in your right
I don't know what to do
I can′t make up my mind
You've got a bad reputation
But I keep coming back
In a sticky situation
And I'm caught in your trap
I keep on telling myself you′re a pathological liar
But I love to play with fire
I like the way you tease me
The good, the bad, the sexy thing you are
I like the way you need me
I soon forget all your hypocrisy
You flash that charming arrogance I can′t resist
The way you fake your innocence
I see a devil in your left eye
And an angel in your right
I don't know what to do
I can′t make up my mind
You've got a bad reputation
But I keep coming back
In a sticky situation
And I′m caught in your trap
I keep on telling myself you're a pathological liar
But I love to play with fire
I just can′t help myself, I keep coming back
In a sticky situation
And I'm caught in your trap
I keep on telling myself you're a pathological liar
But I love to play with fire
When you don′t want to leave with me
But then at the end of the night
You're in the parking lot
You ask for a ride, get inside
Slide your hand up on my thigh
It′s what you do all the time
You flash that charming arrogance I can't resist
The way you fake your innocence
I see a devil in your left eye
And an angel in your right
I don't know what to do
I can′t make up my mind
You′ve got a bad reputation
But I keep coming back
In a sticky situation
And I'm caught in your trap
I keep on telling myself you′re a pathological liar
But I love to play with fire
How you smile when you say
That you hate the excitement of the dangerous roads
That we take
Don't you know I know you lied
When you tried to confide
Took my hand, led me outside
Once again you need a ride
You flash that charming arrogance I can′t resist
The way you fake your innocence
I see a devil in your left eye
And an angel in your right
I don't know what to do
I can′t make up my mind
You've got a bad reputation
But I keep coming back
In a sticky situation
And I'm caught in your trap
I keep on telling myself you′re a pathological liar
But I love to play with fire
I like the way you tease me
The good, the bad, the sexy thing you are
I like the way you need me
I soon forget all your hypocrisy
You flash that charming arrogance I can′t resist
The way you fake your innocence
I see a devil in your left eye
And an angel in your right
I don't know what to do
I can′t make up my mind
You've got a bad reputation
But I keep coming back
In a sticky situation
And I′m caught in your trap
I keep on telling myself you're a pathological liar
But I love to play with fire
I just can′t help myself, I keep coming back
In a sticky situation
And I'm caught in your trap
I keep on telling myself you're a pathological liar
But I love to play with fire
Writer(s): Simon Wilcox, Mike Green, Douglas John Mccarthy, Seth Hilton Trotter, Robert Ragan, Jason Anthony Centeno Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

