Playing With Fire - Travis Garland

Mama told me get the gun, yeah

But she didn’t tell me where to aim it

Daddy’s always on the run, yeah

He took off with most of it all

Haunted by the ghost of the law

But daddy was laughing all the way

Mama told me say my prayers, yeah

But mama ain’t praying much lately

Daddy said this life ain’t never fair

Guess that I should’ve known

Even if you leave a snake alone

It might just bite you anyway

(Ohhh-ahh)

You got me starting to think

I just can’t trust nobody

I just can’t love nobody

(Ohhh-ahh)

So I mix up the pills with the drink

Roll something up for the pain

Playing with the fire

Said I might get burned on my way to you

Staring the devil in the eye

And it’s so hard to tell his lies from the truth

Playing with the fire

And I might get burned on my way to you

Praying won’t you help me God

Baby, I’ll make you think I’m

I’ll make you think I’m bulletproof

Heavy metal

Baby, this is heavy metal

This is hard rock

Got a soft spot

Ahh, but I’ll never settle

Hit my Gene Simmons kiss your flower petal

But of us just like the flower petals

(Fallin, fallin, fallin, fallin, we’re fallin)

Both of us just like the flower petals

(Fallin, fallin, fallin, fallin)

Girl, I’m finna ride you just like a slow instrumental

So instrumental

Baby, you were so instrumental

And I don’t know if you could tell I was so in the middle

Of losing my mind, right in the middle

Wasn’t right in the mental

Meeting you at that time it was not accidental

Burn it all down on Tuesday

Laying with you by Wednesday night

I’m living fast got my foot on the gas

Shorty is passenger side

Living the dream pouring out gasoline on the fire

Everything in a duffle bag

Hope I don’t have to double back

Watching all of the troubles stack sky high

Playing with the fire