Stolen Gold

(Verse 1)

I was perched atop a velvet stool, scanning for a golden ring.

Just a predator in a custom suit, waiting for the bells to ring.

You drifted through the garden gate, eyes like a sharpened blade.

I recognized the hollow smile—the same one that I’d made.

(Chorus)

We were two of a kind in a den of thieves, dancing on the lawn.

Waiting for the marks to sleep, gone before the break of dawn.

I never thought I’d find a heart as crooked as my own.

Now I’m terrified of the seeds of truth that we’ve accidentally sown.

(Verse 2)

You told your stories to the rich, stories bought and sold.

Turning every silver-plated lie into a pot of heavy gold.

I watched you work the terrace floor, a ghost among the high.

Then you caught my gaze and winked—a fellow bandit in disguise.

(Bridge)

And the skeletons in both our rooms are finally shaking hands.

We built a palace out of cards on shifting, desert sands.

The swindlers got swindled; the hunters became the prey.

I think I’m gonna love you for the rest of my dying days.

(Outro)

Double-edged.

Tied and true.

Locked in a room with a thief just like you.