Matches

I taste you in the air

Your energy everywhere

Oh, it's borderline unfair

You know, I can see 'em prayin' it, screamin' my name, oh

And if it's up to me, I

I need you in between, my

In my Egyptian sheets

You know, I can see 'em prayin'

Think you feel the same, oh

Oh, if they dusted me for prints

They'd find you all over me, all over me

Nothing ever quite felt like this

The fire is killing me

The good kind of killing me

Like playing with matches, matches, matches

This might leave somе damage, damage, damage

Thе good kind of damage, damage, damage

Like playing with matches, matches, matches

Like playing with matches

Like playing with matches

Playing with matches

I like the way you dress, yeah

And then how you undress, yeah

Like it here on your chest

No, there ain't no better place to catch my breath, yeah

Oh, if they dusted me for prints

They'd find you all over me, are you all over me

Nothing ever quite felt like this

The fire is killing me

The good kind of killing me

Like playing with matches, matches, matches

This might leave some damage, damage, damage

The good kind of damage, damage, damage

Like playing with matches, matches, matches

Like playing with

Oh-whoa-oh

Oh-whoa-oh-oh-oh

Want you good in the worst way

Oh-whoa-oh

Oh-whoa-oh-oh-oh

Want you good in the worst way

Like playing with matches, matches, matches

This might leave some damage, damage, damage

The good kind of damage, damage, damage

Like playing with matches, matches, matches

Like playing with matches

Like playing with matches

Playing with matches

Like playing with matches

Playing with matches