Ayla Brown - Playin' With Fire Lyrics
(Ayla Brown, Brennin Hunt)
I saw you walkin down 5th on Friday hand in hand with a red head
Did she find her way into your bed?
But all I know is that you kissed her in the backseat
I had enough so I had to leave
But the thought kept running through my mind all night
Iím not the kinda girl who follows your terms now you have a lesson to learn
So donít mess with me cuz I can be a matchstick dripped in keroscene
Baby all I need is one good reason to strike it up and brand you a liar
Oh boy when youíre playing with me
Youíre playing with fire
What was it like when you had your way with Ginger?
Did she take control like I do? And if you had a choice who would you choose?
As a matter of fact I donít care youíre wasting my time Iím wasting my air
Iím not the kind girl who follows your terms now you have a lesson to learn