You came here on purpose, in front of me Diana, to be seen with some other manYou want me to watch him enjoy the freedom you're letting him take with his handsDo you tell or must I tell him Diana, does it matter, that kind of manAny place he touches or kisses Diana, is some place I've already beenYou know you're fighting fire with fire, over something that broke us apartAt least I was hiding and trying Diana, to keep it from breaking your heartI must have been crazy for taking advantage of the fact that you weren't aroundBut she was so soft and pretty, she made a promise I never would have listenedCan you tell or must I tell you Diana, it's a hot burning hell that I'm inAnd any place he touches or kisses Diana, I'd gladly crawl back there againYou know you're fighting fire with fire, over something that broke us apartAt least I was hiding and trying Diana, to keep it from breaking your heartWell at least I was hiding and trying Diana, to keep it from breaking your heart*