Trouble

There's something dangerous about your love.

There’s something dangerous about your love.

You set my bones on fire
Then just sit back & watch me burn (for you)
I’m running on nothing as though it was everything
Covered in kisses that fuel me like gasoline
Say what you want cus you know that it sets me off all the same
The tone of your voice matches that look in your eyes
I know that I’m in trouble & I like it that way

I’m in over my head
You’ve got me under your spell
And I don’t mind
Should I be worried, probably
You’re too much
I’m in trouble & I like it

Running your finger down the side of my arm
Like you’re lighting a match
You’ve set me off
Let’s see what we can make happen
You’re not the only one that’s tired of seeing clothes
Come crawl under the sheets with me
Let’s start a fire while we’re in heat
Ring the alarms cus we’re about to burn everything down

I’m in over my head
You’ve got me under your spell
And I don’t mind
Should I be worried, probably
You’re too much
I’m in trouble & I like it

There’s something dangerous about your love
Maybe its too much of a good thing
Must be that addictive quality
Whatever it is, its got a hold of me
And I like it
How much can I take?

I’m in over my head
You’re too much
I’m in trouble & I like it

You’ve got me under your spell
And I don’t mind
I’m in trouble & I like it

Should I be worried, probably, but I like it
I like it

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  1. Nice… Very nice…
    Felicia

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