Fire

Eyes cool blue and no smile
As though it were wrenched from your soul all the while
You stood playing with fi-re, quite lit-er-al-ly
Mm-mm and fig-ur’-tive-ly

You filled me up with desire
Then drained my patience while I suppressed ire
Couldn’t care less, I wanted you to undress me
Mm-mm-mm, literally

(bridge)

Do you use fire to give you the heat
that should start in you feet,
burn internally
Is fire your wing-man, is fire your crutch?
Is it there in a clutch, your hands chilling?
Do you need it so much you’re unwilling

(chorus)

To give into desire.
Stop playing with fire.
Please give into desire and start playing with fire.

So I chose not to stay
I took one last drink of you then walked away
You remained thinking of fi-re, quite lit-er-al-ly
Mm,mm and fig-ur’-tive-ly

I dreamt of you that night
Lecturing your lis’ners, rapt with delight
Couldn’t care less, I wanted you to undress me
Mm-mm-mm, literally

(bridge)

Do you use fire to give you the heat
that should start in you feet,
burn internally
Is fire your wing-man, is fire your crutch?
Is it there in a clutch, your hands chilling?
Do you need it so much you’re unwilling

(chorus)

To give into desire.
Stop playing with fire.
Please give into desire and start playing with fire.