Play With Fire - The Higher
The thrill of the chase when you dont want to leave with me
But then at the end of the night youre in the parking lot
You ask for a ride, get inside,
slide your hand up on my thigh
Its what you do, all the time
You flash that charming arrogance that I cant resist
The way you fake your innocence
I see a devil in your left eye
And an angel in your right
I dont know what to do
I cant make up my mind
You got a bad reputation
But I keep coming back
In a sticky situation
And Im caught in your trap
Whoa, I keep on telling myself youre 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
Dont 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 that I cant resist
The way you fake your innocence
I see a devil in your left eye
And an angel in your right
I dont know what to do
I cant make up my mind
You got a bad reputation
But I keep coming back
In a sticky situation
And Im caught in your trap
Whoa, I keep on telling myself youre 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 hypocracy
You flash that charming arrogance that I cant resist (I cant resist)
The way you fake your innocence (oh)
I see a devil in your left eye
And an angel in your right (hey)
I dont know what to do
I cant make up my mind
You got a bad reputation
But I keep coming back
In a sticky situation
And Im caught in your trap
Whoa, I keep on telling myself youre a pathological liar
But I love to play with fire
I just cant help myself
I keep coming back
In a sticky situation
And Im caught in your trap
Oh, I keep on telling myself youre a pathological liar
But I love to play with fire