Dangerous romance

Oh, how little I care about you.
How little I care about your games.
How little I care about your love
that got burned in the flames.

I’ve got a deal with the devil,
a deal about you.
I’ve traded my soul
and you’ve got nothing left to do.

Oh, how little I care about the games you play.
You couldn’t even convince me to stay.
And after all, how could I not go my way,
after everything I had to give away.

 I’ve got a deal with a devil
and you don’t stand a chance.
After he’s done with you ​​​
I’ll have my victory dance.

You’ve got your tail between your legs
and head between your shoulders,
every word I’ve ever said to you 
stuck in folders.

Every word.
Every touch.
Don’t think too much.

Every word.
Every kiss.
I can’t resist.

Now that you see me 
do you care?
Now that you see me
will you stay?

Why am I playing games with you?
Why am I pawn in your game?
It’s dangerous game we play.
… please stay.