1920s ft. Chris Anderson

Playing with fire, I love when you burn me

It turns me on internally I'm a lighter

I'm throwing myself in the fire, I only burn brighter when you are beside me

Don't want to fight it, so I embrace it the pain gets me higher I can't replicate it

It seems I'm stuck in a cycle I don't want to leave cause from you I just can't separate

You're playing these games like I'm just a board

And you are pawn do whatever you want

I'm opening up to the idea that I'm alive for you to play chess with my soul

Loving though so I'm playing it too

Matter of fact I set dinner for two

You said not to call but I'm dialing you, who

Did you think I would be one to give room