Black Dress, Red Flags

[Verse 1]
Met you on a backstreet, cherry on your lip
Laughing at the chaos, hand around my wrist
Said you like your stories messy, “show me all your sins”
You don’t even flinch when I talk about him
Lip gloss, blood moon
You said, “yeah, I been there too”
Bodies in our history
You just smiled, “that’s symmetry”
[Chorus]
I keep killing off my old self, every time I touch your skin
Bury all the ways they broke me, deeper than my second chin
Every time a boy got close, I turned cold, I caved him in
But you’re my favorite kind of trouble
I’m done with them, I’m falling in
I burned every bridge to nowhere
Let the ashes stain my tongue
All my damage in your hands now
I’m not scared, I’m coming undone
[Verse 2]
You don’t need a hero, you just want the truth
Tattoo on your shoulder, “nothing left to lose”
We compare our bruises like designer shoes
Turn our worst decisions into something cute
Exes on a hit list, ghosts in our phone
We delete their numbers while we’re heading home
You say, “let the past die, leave it in the ground”
So I lay those old loves down, never turn around
[Chorus]
I keep killing off my old self, every time I touch your skin
Bury all the ways they broke me, deeper than my second chin
Every time a boy got close, I turned cold, I caved him in
But you’re my favorite kind of trouble
I’m done with them, I’m falling in
I burned every bridge to nowhere
Let the ashes stain my tongue
All my damage in your hands now
I’m not scared, I’m coming undone
[Bridge]
I was raised on bad advice, “hide your heart, don’t let it show”
Played the villain in my story, left a trail of “I don’t know”
Then you kissed me like confession, like a verdict, like a prayer
And the part of me that hurt them isn’t welcome when you’re there (yeah)
[Chorus]
I keep killing off my old self, every time I touch your skin
Bury all the ways they broke me, deeper than my second chin
Every time a boy got close, I turned cold, I caved him in
But you’re my favorite kind of trouble
I’m done with them, I’m falling in
I burned every bridge to nowhere
Let the ashes stain my tongue
All my damage in your hands now
I’m not scared, I’m coming undone

rap, Dark pop-rap hybrid: minor-key plucked guitar over moody trap drums and sub bass, intimate female vocals that flip between sung hooks and tight rap cadences. Verses stay close and conversational, almost whispered; choruses bloom with stacked harmonies and a haunting top-line. Add eerie reversed pads, occasional distorted vocal chops, and a final half-time drop for a cinematic, dangerous crush vibe., hip hop, pop rap, alternative pop