I should have known she was a pyro
  She really loves to light the fire
  
  She loves to watch it burn
  Turns on when
  the pretty flames destroy
  Her little boy melting all his hopes
  
  They always told me not to play with fire
  They always said I was a very live wire
  
  I should have known that she would burn me
  It's not as if they didn't warn me
  
  I just can't help myself
  Helpless like a fragile moth to flame
  She calls my name - I'm burning a trail
  
  They always told me not to play with fire
  They always said I was a very live wire