Playing With Fire
Don't look my way
From my view, it don't look so great
From a mile away
I'm lookin' like a mighty disgrace
But baby, don't call me a liar
Watch me while I'm playin' with fire
Dancin' butt-naked on a telephone wire
Spinnin' circles like a busted ol' tire
Much to my chagrin
Drool hanging down from my double chin
What a life I live
My cowboy tears blowing in the wind
But baby, don't call me a liar
Watch me while I'm playing with fire
Dancing butt-naked on a telephone wire
Spinnin' circles like a busted old tire
This won't kill me
But I can feel it pumpin' through my veins
I hate these feelings
Bad thoughts floating in the back of my brain
Waiting for the crash
Got my foot slammed down on the gas
Enough horsepower to blast
Baby, the flames are coming fast
Any second, I'll crash
Got my fingers crossed behind my back
The end is coming fast
I'm spiraling down, burning out, in fact
But baby, don't call me a liar
Watch me while I'm playing with fire
Dancing butt-naked on a telephone wire
Spinnin' circles like a busted ol' tire
This could kill me
It'll all burn down to the ground I reckon
This could kill me
Watch it all burn down to the ground any second
From my view, it don't look so great
From a mile away
I'm lookin' like a mighty disgrace
But baby, don't call me a liar
Watch me while I'm playin' with fire
Dancin' butt-naked on a telephone wire
Spinnin' circles like a busted ol' tire
Much to my chagrin
Drool hanging down from my double chin
What a life I live
My cowboy tears blowing in the wind
But baby, don't call me a liar
Watch me while I'm playing with fire
Dancing butt-naked on a telephone wire
Spinnin' circles like a busted old tire
This won't kill me
But I can feel it pumpin' through my veins
I hate these feelings
Bad thoughts floating in the back of my brain
Waiting for the crash
Got my foot slammed down on the gas
Enough horsepower to blast
Baby, the flames are coming fast
Any second, I'll crash
Got my fingers crossed behind my back
The end is coming fast
I'm spiraling down, burning out, in fact
But baby, don't call me a liar
Watch me while I'm playing with fire
Dancing butt-naked on a telephone wire
Spinnin' circles like a busted ol' tire
This could kill me
It'll all burn down to the ground I reckon
This could kill me
Watch it all burn down to the ground any second
Credits
Writer(s): Ethan Snoreck, John Hill, Kurt Cobain, Oliver Nickell
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