playing with fire

I'll go back to pretending That this never meant anything And you'll go back to drinking To quench the thirst of your chronic overthinking I wanted to explore you You got a taste for wanting more And I guess that scared you So you ran away as you've always done before You want the heat, but you don't want the flame Playing with fire is a dangerous game If there's one thing that I've learned Sometimes you get the warmth Sometimes you just get burned