Lyrics provided by https://damnlyrics.com/ ---Hotter Than Hell (Jack Wins Remix)--- --Dua Lipa-- He calls me the devil I make him wanna sin Every time I knock, he can't help but let me in Must be homesick for the real I'm the realest it gets You probably still adore me With my hands around your neckCan you feel the warmth, yeah 'Cause my kiss goes down you like some sweet alcohol Where I'm coming from, yeah Is a darker side of me that makes you feel so numb'Cause we're hot like hell Does it burn when I'm not there? When you're by yourself Am I the answer to your prayers I'm giving you the pleasure of heaven And I'll give it to youHotter than hell Hotter than hellYou're my manna from heaven We all gotta get fed Can't let me know I'm wanted Can't let me in your head I'm not here to make you kneel But it's praise that I'll get You ain't gonna walk free boy Not finished with you yet, noCan you feel the warmth, yeah 'Cause my kiss goes down you like some sweet alcohol Where I'm coming from, yeah Is a darker side of me that makes you feel so numb'Cause we're hot like hell Does it burn when I'm not there? When you're by yourself Am I the answer to your prayers I'm giving you the pleasure of heaven And I'll give it to youHotter than hell Hotter than hellWhen we go down right there You make me feel right there When you lay me down right there We just make it right there Cause you're looking so right there Baby you should touch me right there If you take me right there We can make it'Cause we're hot like hell Does it burn when I'm not there? When you're by yourself Am I the answer to your prayers I'm giving you the pleasure of heaven And I'll give it to youHotter than hell Hotter than hell Hotter than hell Hotter than hell And I'll give it to you Hotter than hell Songwriters TOMMY BAXTER, ADAM MIDGLEY, GERALD O'CONNELL, DUA LIPAPublished by Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group