[Intro]
(Beat: A funky, walking bassline starts immediately with a cowbell hit)
(One, two... you know how it goes)
I’m not looking for the truth.
I’m just looking for a rhythm.
[Verse 1]
(Vocal: Low, breathy, and rhythmic)
I saw you leaning by the bar, Love at First Sight
But I could see the game you were playing in the light
You’ve got that silver tongue, yeah, you’re polished and sweet
But I can feel the friction underneath my feet
Everyone’s talking, saying I should run
But I’m just getting started, having too much fun.
[Pre-Chorus]
(Beat: The bass gets "slappier," handclaps on every second beat)
Don’t tell me where you’ve been (No)
Don’t tell me what you’ve seen (No)
I’d rather live inside this neon-colored dream
I’m giving you another chance to play the part
Just a little bit of fiction for my hungry heart!
[Chorus]
(Beat: Full disco explosion – shimmering synths and a heavy groove)
Baby, tell me a Pretty Lie, make it sound like gold
I don't need a story that’s already been told
Since that First Sight, I’ve been dancing on the edge
One more chance to jump right off the ledge!
(Oh-oh!)
Yeah, I like the way you deceive!
(Oh-oh!)
Give me something to believe!
[Bridge]
(Beat: Everything drops out except the bass and a "spacey" synth)
I know it’s hollow... (Hollow)
I know it’s fake... (Fake)
But it’s a risk I’m willing to take.
(Vocal: A powerful, clean belt—no falsetto here, just pure Dua energy)
SO KEEP ON TALKING!
KEEP ON LYING!
[Outro]
(The bassline carries the track out with a funky guitar scratch)
Pretty Lie.
(Yeah, sounds good to me)
Give me one more chance.
Just don't tell me the truth.
(Final sound: A sharp "Shut down" synth noise)