If your looks could killThey might charge your for murder for the shit you didOn this battlefieldYou won't see no white flag, too in love to quitThrough the highs and lows, girl, I'm so into youHeart made of glass, so I see right through youWas all jokes until you laughed at one was trueHahahahahaWhen your heart turns coldIt's like sparking a cigarette that burns slowNow your heartless, soIt's like taking shots to the head, it burns slowOoh, burning, burning, burningOoh, burning, burning, burningFeel that fire burn slowOh, woah, burn slowThere ain't nothing like a pretty womanThat was even if it wasn'tI'm seeing through the lieNow I think I'm onto somethingNightmares playing in my headOf you, I cannot admitWhat you created was coming out of meThrough the highs and lows, girl, I'm so into youHeart made of glass, so I see right through youIt was all jokes until you laughed at one was trueHahahahahaWhen your heart turns coldIt's like sparking a cigarette that burns slowNow your heartless, soIt's like taking shots to the head, it burns slowOoh, burning, burning, burningOoh, burning, burning, burningYeah, feel that fire burn slowOh, feel that fire burn slowPlay with the flameYou might forget your nameAnd you don't know what to doDon't know what to doGet used to the numb, to the numbingOf what you want no moreI probably make it look too easyWhen your heart turns coldIt's like sparking a cigarette that burns slowNow your heartless, soIt's like taking shots to the head, it burns slowOoh, burning, burning, burningOoh, burning, burning, burningFeel that fire burn slowOh, woah, burn slow
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If your looks could kill
They might charge your for murder for the shit you did
On this battlefield
You won't see no white flag, too in love to quit
Through the highs and lows, girl, I'm so into you
Heart made of glass, so I see right through you
Was all jokes until you laughed at one was true
Hahahahaha
When your heart turns cold
It's like sparking a cigarette that burns slow
Now your heartless, so
It's like taking shots to the head, it burns slow
Ooh, burning, burning, burning
Ooh, burning, burning, burning
Feel that fire burn slow
Oh, woah, burn slow
There ain't nothing like a pretty woman
That was even if it wasn't
I'm seeing through the lie
Now I think I'm onto something
Nightmares playing in my head
Of you, I cannot admit
What you created was coming out of me
Through the highs and lows, girl, I'm so into you
Heart made of glass, so I see right through you
It was all jokes until you laughed at one was true
Hahahahaha
When your heart turns cold
It's like sparking a cigarette that burns slow
Now your heartless, so
It's like taking shots to the head, it burns slow
Ooh, burning, burning, burning
Ooh, burning, burning, burning
Yeah, feel that fire burn slow
Oh, feel that fire burn slow
Play with the flame
You might forget your name
And you don't know what to do
Don't know what to do
Get used to the numb, to the numbing
Of what you want no more
I probably make it look too easy
When your heart turns cold
It's like sparking a cigarette that burns slow
Now your heartless, so
It's like taking shots to the head, it burns slow
Ooh, burning, burning, burning
Ooh, burning, burning, burning
Feel that fire burn slow
Oh, woah, burn slow
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