You broke the rules

There is a reason why we play with fire
It is a game all lovers like to play
Hot lava, stormy, dripping with desire
There is a reason why we play with fire
Your mud is my pool, my rot you admire
We lay down rules and we like it that way
There is a reason why we play with fire
It is a game all lovers like to play

We both promised never to strum these strings
I will not fall into a guitar song
It was for this reason I broke my wings
We both promised never to strum these strings
Or the routes that makes one lord of the rings
You stood on the weak link and fell headstrong
We both promised never to strum these strings
I will not fall into a guitar song.

Vera