Naked Flame

To everyone else she's just the same, but I don't see her that way
She's awkward and it's hard to get her out of that
But I can talk to her for a lot and say all kind of sorts
But at the end of the day it's just an excuse to be around one another
If she doesn't reply one might start to wonder, has she lost interest?
In the end it's all just swings and roundabouts

She wants you, she wants you in the bag
But she's sitting at the table getting high off her command
But oh she needs you, she needs you very bad
While you're crying over conversations that you've never had
But oh she wants you, she wants you in the bag
One of many pretty faces in a crowd of millions
And now she loves you, and next thing you know you're sacked

My precious time shouldn't be spent listening to some melt in a three piece
As the day drones on I begin to lose it. My mind and my pen. Where's my fucking pen?
How about this, I light you a naked flame and you forget any of this ever happened
I've realised all my troubles, they can all be fixed
With a bang and a click and a flick flick flick