You're whisky-wasted and beautiful dancing through the fire
You're such a vision to see
I used to think that the power of love was just a song
But now it's got hold of me
S.O.S, is it me? or is this dangerous?
Kill me with your touch
You're smoking through my blood
R.I.P, set me free, yeah this is dangerous
I can't get enough
Feels like I'm tripping, I'm falling hard from the highest heights
When I crash where will you be?
I think your hair looks much better pushed over to one side
How do you feel about me?
S.O.S, this is real, and this is dangerous
You're my favourite drug, I smoke you in the club
R.I.P, what a dream, you're so damn dangerous
I CAN'T GET ENOUGH