(Verse 1) In the dark corners of the web, where truth gets twisted, They rally behind Wade, their minds conflicted. A man of malice, yet he draws them near, Manipulating hearts, they ignore what they should fear. Not just a killer, but a master of lies, He pulls at their empathy, hides in disguise. These women fall hard, thinking they see the light, But it’s all just a trap, keeping them in the night.
(Verse 2) Controversy surrounds, his crimes on display, Yet somehow he’s got them; they can’t look away. He wears charm like armor, a tool of control, Feeding on weakness, consuming their soul. Why do they defend him? What do they see? It’s the power of a narcissist, deceiving easily. He tells them they’re special, makes them feel known, But it’s all a game, chilling to the bone.
(Chorus) How did we get here, where danger feels like love? Where a man’s wicked smile is what they’re dreaming of? It’s a trap, deep-rooted and strong, They’re fighting their demons, but playing it wrong. The thrill blinds them to truth, Lost in a fantasy, stealing their youth. Time to wake up, time to understand, This isn’t love, it’s a dangerous hand.
(Verse 3) Narcissists like Wade twist and deceive, Using charm, making them believe. He preys on their need for love and care, Twisting empathy into a snare. Why are women more vulnerable, why do they fall? Taught to nurture, to answer the call. But these traits become chains when a narcissist plays, Leading them blindly into twisted ways.
(Verse 4) The media plays a part, romanticizing crime, Making villains seem charming, blurring the line. They see Wade as a rebel, a cause, But in truth, he’s breaking the laws. These women think they can change him, they’re the one, But by the time they wake up, the damage is done. A cycle of abuse, a pattern so deep, Trapped in his web, where shadows creep.
(Chorus) How did we get here, where danger feels like love? Where a man’s wicked smile is what they’re dreaming of? It’s a trap, deep-rooted and strong, They’re fighting their demons, but playing it wrong. The thrill blinds them to truth, Lost in a fantasy, stealing their youth. Time to wake up, time to understand, This isn’t love, it’s a dangerous hand.
(Verse 5) Trauma in the past shapes their view, Making them believe this is all they’re due. Feeling unworthy, thinking they deserve the pain, Clinging to darkness, seeking solace in rain. But Wade isn’t the cure, he’s feeding their need, For a love that’s twisted, a toxic seed. Fear of loneliness keeps them in his grasp, But they’re stronger than this; they just need to ask.
(Outro) For those caught in his spell, you deserve to be free, See the truth for what it is, not the lies you see. He’s not your savior, not your knight in disguise, Just a predator, masking behind lies. Break free from the chains, let go of fear, There’s love waiting; it’s clear. Wade Wilson’s a monster, not a man to defend, Time to end the cycle, time to mend.
