Play With Fire - The Higher

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

Told you to 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 got a bad reputation

But I keep coming back

In a sticky situation

And I’m caught in your tracks

I keep telling myself your 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 got a bad reputation

But I keep coming back

In a sticky situation

And I’m caught in your tracks

I keep on telling myself your 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 got a bad reputation

But I keep coming back

In a sticky situation

And I’m caught in your tracks

I keep on telling myself your 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 tracks

I keep on telling myself that you’re a pathological liar

But I love to play with fire