| A devil in the flame, finger in the fire
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| Hand on the stove, leave a lingering desire
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| Dance with the devil, wrestle with the beast
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| Blessing from a sinner, confession from a priest
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| Step up on the sheets, lesson for today
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| Heat up in the moment come second to the pain
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| Packing in the rain, kissing in the dark
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| Awful that we came that, missing in my heart
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| Touching up the walls, tossing up my bed
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| Picture you for seek so often in my head
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| Feel my heartbeat beat pumping in my chest
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| Heavy on my mind, stomach full of stress
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| Cuddle and caress, keep it on the low
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| Everything we’re speaking on secret on the phone
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| Leave it all alone, love will make you sick
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| Sicker than being alone, go and take a pic
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| Finding for a fix, action for your touch
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| Knowing you with him been, wishing it was us
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| Packing up my bags, gathering my things
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| Spin around the in grin, scattering my brain
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| Walking out the path, breaking all the trees
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| We can be together if it wasn’t up to me
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| Waking on a storm, standing in the rain
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| Thinking we can never ever fire up a flame
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| Smoking in the green room thinking with the blues
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| Drinking with the band aids, linking with the crews
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| Sleeping on the bus, dreaming on the road
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| Pranking on the weak, pranking on your soul
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| Staying on the phone, saying I’ll be home
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| Hoping you don’t stray because you’re feeling so alone
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| Tearing up the pavement, turning up the ghoul
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| Keeping covered walls while speaking with a smile
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| Fall up through the cracks, try to follow back
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| Flipping out on niggers who she don’t know how to act
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| Lying through my teeth, laying in my bed
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| And she ain’t nothing to me, I’m just trying to get a head
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| Sick sitting in abuse, starring at the roof
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| Hard up on my sleeve, wear it of a proof
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| Burying the truth, digging up the past
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| Throw away my thoughts, sticking out the trash
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| Conversate with God, couldn’t think about what to ask
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| Be in love is hard, being single, just as bad
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| Maybe even worse, they say that it’s a gift
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| But they came to be a curse or maybe we should quit
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| Hiding like a thief, why am I discrete?
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| You can lie to him, but no ever lie to me
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| Fire in my eyes, burn a holy hue
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| You apologize and I’m sure it’s overdue
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| All over us, glimmer in the lights
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| Thought it will be sweet, but it’s cinnamon and spice
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| Do it what you want, did it in my sights
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| Pay for my mistakes, now I’m living with the price |