She takes out her phone and fake calls her friend
Cos' she's way too alone
She's looking for trouble
Checks over her shoulder over and over again

She's cold and she's drunk
A little red riding her luck in the hood
She's asking for trouble
Oh, that's what they'll say if trouble comes heading her way

The street lights are calling her name
She's drawn like a moth to a flame
But she's never safe
And her daddy will say she was playing with fire (playing with fire, playing with fire)
Blame the sheep for her clothes if the wolves were to find her (wolves were to find her)
Maybe that's why she hides in the dark
Maybe that's why she hides her scars

She crosses the road and picks up the pace
Cos she's not so alone
She's looking for trouble
Checks over her shoulder
Now it's getting closer (and closer, x4)

The street lights are calling her name
She's drawn like a moth to a flame
But she's never safe
And her daddy will say she was playing with fire (playing with fire, playing with fire)
Blame the sheep for her clothes if the wolves were to find her (wolves were to find her)
Maybe that's why she hides in the dark
Maybe that's why she hides her scars

La da da, da da da, da da da, da da da da (x4)
(Playing with fire, she's playing with fire)

And her daddy will say she was playing with fire (playing with fire, playing with fire)
Blame the sheep for her clothes if the wolves were to find her (wolves were to find her)
Maybe that's why she hides in the dark
Maybe that's why she hides her scars