Old Flame

Well I don’t know what I was thinking
I must’ve lost my mind somewhere in Tennessee
Well it might’ve been the fuel I was drinking
But she locked me up and swallowed the key

I shouldn’t have ever dialed her number
I should’ve took my ass on back home
Instead I opened the door to all my past demons
Now I’m spinning on this floor

Now I’m dancing with the devil
And there’s no one else to blame
I’m playing with fire
Pouring gasoline on an old flame

The conversation sounded so innocent
But it was more than “how ya been?”
There was nothing casual about it
When those memories come rushing in

Now I’m dancing with the devil
And there’s no one else to blame
I’m playing with fire
Pouring gasoline on an old flame

Now I’m dancing with the devil
And there’s no one else to blame
I’m playing with fire
Pouring gasoline
Pouring gasoline on an old flame