MONDAY MATH CLASS - PLAYING WITH FIRE Lyrics

Its 6 p.m and the lights are off,
All the people arent as tough as I thought
Lets go around and burn things
Cause theres nothing better to do
I dont have a boyfriend cause now we're through
I got your call and you said you were sorry
And the weather that day was just too breezy
*Playing with fire,
Im playing with fire
Burning all your letters
I cant wait cause youre a liar
A green pen and a spoilt note book
Im so bored, i dont know how i look
My grandma doesnt know any better
Cause all she knows, is im much smaller
*Playing with fire,
Im playing with fire burning all your letters
I cant wait cause youre a liar
The little things now seems like such a big thing
All of this, to me is nothing
*Playing with fire,
Im playing with fire burning all your letters
I cant wait cause youre a liar
*Playing with fire,
Im playing with fire
Burning all our memmories,
Cause theres nothing left to be better
Burning all our memmories,
Cause theres nothing left to be better