You take my eyes the way the stars take the night
Your charms they have their harms and live up the hype
as you thrive no vow in this world can survive

but when the flames start to take hold
the fangs of fire are vogue
in spite of trying to be wise
crashing my heart in a nosedive
There’s no choice

You roll the dice the way you constantly lie
I’d place my bets on you if the house would allow it
You lose your spark if you are always the blind

Because the flames start to grow cold
Your games have got me bored
In spite of trying to be wise
Love has no fear of folding
I would never be any use
if you were cheating alone

You roll your eyes and say nothing at all
That’s everything I want to hear and more
Sailors would know the calm before the storm

And the flames spread through my core
the air is an act of war
in spite of trying to be kind
Love has no place for wild boars
I always fall with you down the stairs 
Toppling onto the floor

I love the way you bite when we fight
It reminds me of the beast that lies inside
It takes a monster like you to be by my side

and the flames start to take hold
these fangs are tired and sore
If for the pain and all the like
You and I are quite alright
Hold your poise with the shadows they're
out of our reach so rejoice

Flames

Tag Ryan is a rock artist based in Omaha NE. He is inspired by vintage rock genres such as Power-Pop, Glam, Psychedelic Rock & Surf.