I should have known she was a pyro

She really loves to light the fire



She loves to watch it burn

Turns on when

the pretty flames destroy

Her little boy melting all his hopes



They always told me not to play with fire

They always said I was a very live wire



I should have known that she would burn me

It's not as if they didn't warn me



I just can't help myself

Helpless like a fragile moth to flame

She calls my name - I'm burning a trail



They always told me not to play with fire

They always said I was a very live wire