Perfect 10

Verse 1]

Spotlights burn my skin

Heartbeat drums kick in

You pull the curtain back

Dare me to begin

Pressure in the air

Like a match about to flare

Every move I make

You judge it from your chair

I feel your pulse rise

Like a crowd before the break

You want the full show

Not a single step fake

Give me the score

Hold up the pen

Tell me I hit

A perfect 10

Every breath

Every spin

You pull me close

And grade again

If I fall

Or if I win

You’re calling out

“Perfect 10”

Rhythm in your hands

Guiding where I stand

We move like crashing waves

Breaking on command

Heat beneath the lights

Tension wrapped in bites

You push me to the edge

Daring me to rise

I feel your pulse rise

Like a fuse about to spark

You want the whole truth

No performance in the dark

Give me the score

Hold up the pen

Tell me I hit

A perfect 10

Every breath

Every spin

You pull me close

And grade again

If I fall

Or if I win

You’re calling out

“Perfect 10”

No judges in the room

Just the thunder that we make

Two rebels in the gloom

Setting rules we get to break

You whisper like a drumroll

Counting down from ten

I rise to the moment

And you call it out again

Give me the score

Hold up the pen

Tell me I hit

A perfect 10

Every breath

Every spin

You pull me close

And grade again

If I fall

Or if I win

You’re calling out

“Perfect 10”