playing with fire

I'll go back to pretending
That this never meant anything
And you'll go back to drinking
To quench the thirst of your chronic overthinking

I wanted to explore you
You got a taste for wanting more
And I guess that scared you
So you ran away as you've always done before

You want the heat, but you don't want the flame
Playing with fire is a dangerous game
If there's one thing that I've learned
Sometimes you get the warmth
Sometimes you just get burned