[INTRO – low voice, bass breathing]
You talk too much when you’re nervous... I grin too much when I know what’s next. One look... One drink... One bad decision.
Say less.
[BEAT DROP]
[VERSE 1]
Walk in late like I own the place, Boots on the floor, got sin on my face. You look at me like, “boy, don’t start” But that little smirk says tear me apart.
Hit you with— “Girl, are you trouble? ‘Cause I been lookin’ for a reason.” You roll your eyes, but stay right there, That body talkin’ like open season.
“Are you midnight? ‘Cause I’m losin’ track.” “Are you my bad habit? ‘Cause I keep comin’ back.”
Yeah, cheesy lines— But they land just right, Got your hand on my shirt by the end of the night.
[PRE-CHORUS]
You say maybe, I say cool. You say slow, I break rules. I scream, you scream— Same old mess. One look from you... And I say less.
[CHORUS]
Say less— Your eyes already said enough. That look got me wound up rough. No talk, no pause, no second guess, If you want that chaos— Say less.
Say less— Hands move faster than the words you stress. Bass hit hard, hearts pound in your chest. If this goes wrong, I’ll love that mess, You want me close? Then say less.
[VERSE 2]
You laugh when I get reckless, Like you knew what this would be. Two wild hearts in one room, That’s a recipe for no sleep.
Hit you with— “Girl, are you danger? ‘Cause I’m walkin’ in blind.” “Are you my next mistake? ‘Cause I don’t seem to mind.”
Back pressed hard to the wall, Heartbeat loud through the hall. You say, “damn, you always this bold?” I say, “only when the night feels cold.”
You pull me close— That’s all it took. Now we write bad endings like a damn good book.
[BREAKDOWN – screamed / heavy]
I SCREAM— YOU SCREAM— WHOLE ROOM SHAKE WHEN THE FLOOR CRACK CLEAN.
NO TALK— JUST TEETH AND TENSION. NO BRAKES— BAD INTENTIONS.
YOU SAY “WAIT”— BUT YOU DON’T MEAN STOP. ONE MORE HIT— LET THE WHOLE THING DROP.
BLEGH.
[FINAL CHORUS]
Say less— Your body movin’ like it knows my name. One more touch and we lose all shame. No sleep tonight, no time to rest, If you’re down for hell— Say less.
I scream, you scream— Same wild game. Different night, but the feel’s the same. Bad idea but I like it best— You want that trouble?
Say less.
[OUTRO – whispered]
That’s what I thought.
