The wine in your glass, makes every hour more tense Your red lipstick and red dress adds chaos to what’s already extreme Your perfect smile, and your derision-based laugh is as loud as a fire My feelings were strong, they were haywire They were out of control, and lost But, when you burned me in your fire, I realized you don’t deserve that much power, your nothing but a liar. Your taste was too expensive And I’m a cheap knockoff We were never good, we were never in common I should of never complicated things, Because now, all I see are extensive fires.