The Higher - Play With Fire

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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

It's what you do, all the time

You flash that charming arrogance that 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 trap

Whoa, I keep on telling myself you're 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 that 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 trap

Whoa, I keep on telling myself you're 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 can't resist (I can't resist)

The way you fake your innocence (oh)

I see a devil in your left eye

And an angel in your right (hey)

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 trap

Whoa, I keep on telling myself you're 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 trap

Oh, I keep on telling myself you're a pathological liar

But I love to play with fire