Play With Fire (Demo)
I see diamonds in your eyes
See the devil in your smile
Your heart it beats in perfect time
Before it turns to dust
I know that you're not mine
But babe I'm in denial
I've always had a hard, hard time
Of knowing when to stop
Oh
The wicked things you do
But I know
I'd rather burn in hell than not have you
So call my bluff
Turn me up
High, high, higher
I've always liked to play
Play with fire
Play with fire, oh
I knew you weren't kind
I thought your heart'd expire
You made the ruin in my mind
Something I could love
The way you waste my time
And fill it with desire
I'm messy, can't see
Rendered blind
All I need's your touch
Put it all together babe
Doesn't matter what we made
Know you're gonna burn it right back down
Bending but I never break
Push me to my limit
With the way you got me spinnin' round and round
Oh
The wicked things you do
But I know
I'd rather burn in hell than not have you
So call my bluff
Turn me up
High, high, higher
I've always liked to play
I sold my soul
For nothing but some fun
I'll bleed for you
And use your smoke to fill my lungs
I'll light another cigarette
My breath it forms your silhouette
And babe I remember
I remember it
Oh
The wicked things you do
But I know
If I'm going down
You're coming too
So call my bluff
Turn me up
High, high, higher
I've always liked to play
Oh
The wicked things you do
But I know
I'd rather burn in hell than not have you
So call my bluff
Turn me up
High, high, higher
I've always liked to play
See the devil in your smile
Your heart it beats in perfect time
Before it turns to dust
I know that you're not mine
But babe I'm in denial
I've always had a hard, hard time
Of knowing when to stop
Oh
The wicked things you do
But I know
I'd rather burn in hell than not have you
So call my bluff
Turn me up
High, high, higher
I've always liked to play
Play with fire
Play with fire, oh
I knew you weren't kind
I thought your heart'd expire
You made the ruin in my mind
Something I could love
The way you waste my time
And fill it with desire
I'm messy, can't see
Rendered blind
All I need's your touch
Put it all together babe
Doesn't matter what we made
Know you're gonna burn it right back down
Bending but I never break
Push me to my limit
With the way you got me spinnin' round and round
Oh
The wicked things you do
But I know
I'd rather burn in hell than not have you
So call my bluff
Turn me up
High, high, higher
I've always liked to play
I sold my soul
For nothing but some fun
I'll bleed for you
And use your smoke to fill my lungs
I'll light another cigarette
My breath it forms your silhouette
And babe I remember
I remember it
Oh
The wicked things you do
But I know
If I'm going down
You're coming too
So call my bluff
Turn me up
High, high, higher
I've always liked to play
Oh
The wicked things you do
But I know
I'd rather burn in hell than not have you
So call my bluff
Turn me up
High, high, higher
I've always liked to play
Credits
Writer(s): Ashlyn Wenner
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