Before,
I never understood why people compared love to a flame.
It always seemed silly to me
How could they like what burns them?

But now my whole world is on fire
and you're the reason why
and baby,
I've never quite felt a burn so perfect

And maybe I like the way things are now
constantly toeing the line between ecstasy and devastation.

**There's nothing that compares to the burn of your lips on mine baby.