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| Flames
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| Flames
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| I’m like quiet from a small town
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| He’s like honest with a big mouth
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| Watch him try to figure me out
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| I can’t even think straight
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| And I don’t know how to analyze
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| What’s going on in my mind
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| He’s got me blurring all the lines
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| And I can’t really concentrate
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| He’s what’s keeping me up
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| When I turn off my night light
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| But I know that he’s going home to her tonight
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| You strike a match and I feel the rush
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| But baby this is dangerous
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| You fan the flames watch me suffocate
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| While you’re doing just fine
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| And the alarms are going off
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| And the sprinklers are turning on
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| But if you asked me to stay
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| Baby I’d be up in smoke before I’d put out these
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| Flames
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| Flames
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| Flames
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| And I know I gotta get out
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| Cause I’m in way too deep now
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| You just say my name
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| And everything’s okay again
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| You tell me bout your family
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| I tell you bout my exes
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| I can’t stop staring at you putting on your headband
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| With you, I’m never bored cause everything you say is something I have never
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| heard before
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| You’re perfect I think you deserve the whole world
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| I hope you know that and I hope so does your girl
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| You strike a match and I feel the rush
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| But baby this is dangerous
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| You fan the flames watch me suffocate
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| While you’re doing just fine
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| And the alarms are going off
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| And the sprinklers are turning on
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| But if you asked me to stay
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| Baby I’d be up in smoke before I’d put out these
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| Flames
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| Flames
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| Flames
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| And I’ll cry in my car and pretend it’s a movie
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| I’ve never experienced this thing you’re doing to me
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| From the start I didn’t stand a chance
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| It’s just the way that you are it’s the way that I am
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| There’s nothing I can do now
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| But slowly turn to ashes on the ground
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| You strike a match and I feel the rush
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| But baby this is dangerous
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| You fan the flames watch me suffocate
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| While you’re doing just fine
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| And the alarms are going off
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| And the sprinklers are turning on
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| But if you asked me to stay
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| Baby I’d be up in smoke before I’d put out these
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| Flames
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| Flames
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| Flames
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