Playing with Fire Songtext
von Monday Math Class

Its 6 p.m and the lights are off,
all the people arent as tough as I thought
lets go around and burn things
cause theres nothing better to do
I dont have a boyfriend cause now we′re through
i got your call and you said you were sorry
and the weather that day was just too breezy
*playing with fire,
im playing with fire
burning all your letters
i cant wait cause youre a liar
a green pen and a spoilt note book
im so bored, i dont know how i look
my grandma doesnt know any better
cause all she knows, is im much smaller *playing with fire,
im playing with fire burning all your letters
i cant wait cause youre a liar
the little things now seems like such a big thing
all of this, to me is nothing
*playing with fire,
im playing with fire burning all your letters
i cant wait cause youre a liar
*playing with fire,
im playing with fire
burning all our memmories,
cause theres nothing left to be better
burning all our memmories,
cause theres nothing left to be better