Don't play with fire, my mother always said
I wish I had listened, but now I just dread
She said don't take risks, when holding a flame
I just ignored her, now I am to blame
It started so gently, when it was first lit
And I was intrigued, I have to admit
I felt all its warmth, and I wanted more
I was addicted and could not ignore
Don't try to push boundaries, as you'll never win
Because playing with fire, is always a sin
No point in yelling, you're wasting your breath
Soon you are cornered, and this will be death
As the winds howl, and flames became higher
I couldn't control it, and now it was dire
The flame was enraged and always returned
When I stood up to it, I would get burned
A valuable lesson, that I was once taught
Although the subject, is not what I thought
She's not talking of embers, with the dangers above
But something more dangerous, of which we call love
