Don't rescue me when i play with with fire don't need to know is this desire we hold back words our eyes are giving away deny the past we've come to radiate in need of some substance in need of some substance a little's less than nothing in need of some substance the sun might set tonight could be the night and if thats the case you'll get on all right but there's no point in spoiling for a fight because we're blinded by the darkest ray of light
