If I was in World War Two they'd call me spitfire Cause you know that I can If I was in World War Two they'd call me spit. Fire

For a second, I was in control I had it once, I lost it though And all along the fire below would rise And I wish you could have let me know What's really going on below I've lost you now, you let met go but one last time Tell me you love me, if you

Bullet the blue sky Bullet the blue And I can see those fighter planes In the howling wind comes a stinging rain See it driving nails Into the souls on the tree of pain From the firefly, a red orange glow See the face of fear Running scared in the valley

Just say "yes" I'm sure that you know You'll be my firefly Take everything or nothing at all Tripping the wire, surrounded in time I see this as mystical See this as mystical "I'd rather have everything than nothing at all"

'Cause nobody knows you, baby, the way I do, And nobody loves you, baby, the way I do, 'Cause nobody saves me, baby, the way you do I think I'm gonna lose my mind, I think I'm gonna win this time, Something deep inside me, I can't give up, I roll and I

Set me on fire Want you to burn my bridges down (down, down) I, I keep on running I’m building bridges that I know you never wanted Look for my heart You stole it away Now I’ll never sing the road that I could take

I'm not sure if I should show you what I've found Has it gone for good? Or is it coming back around? Isn't it hard to make up your mind? When you're losing and your fuse is fireside I can't explain but I want to try There's this image of you and I And it

Sugar how you get so fly? Got me lifted, driftin' higher than the ceiling Before you play with firefire, do think twice Sugar, how you get so fly? But sugar, how you get so fly? Ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, hey She got cherry lips, angel eyes

On the floor I don't wanna love him anymore He's nothing like the man I loved before Ashes and smoke they can't compete Not even hell can take the heat And I be sliding off of my seat For his flame His love is like fire on the floor It's got me running

Can you see his silhouette? And I've got my mind, made up this time 'Cause there's a menace in my bed Go on and light a cigarette, set a fire in my head Let's cause a little trouble Oh, you make me feel so weak I bet you kiss your knuckles Right before