Lyrics Dangerous - M.I.N.E

Dangerous

Tell me, when push comes to shove,
Is there something called love,
Or a way to find the things that matter?
I know, that all that we do,
Is a picture of you,
And I don’t like what I see inside it.
Will I be on my own
With someone I know?
Now I’m lying on my bed
With you in my head…
Tell me, why it fits like a glove,
Never looked for a match,
Never tried to find someone that matters.
I know that all that we do,
Is to talk about you
And it feels like animal behavior.
Will I be on my own
With someone I know?
Now I’m lying on my bed
With you in my head…
It is dangerous,
When we talk of us,
When you’re lying with me
And we feel the lust
Will you hide your face
To keep it on our own?
Tell me, why it fits like a glove,
Never looked for a match,
Never tried to find someone that matters.
I know that all that we do,
Is trying to be quite amused
And I feel that I will keep it somehow.