Prompt / Lyrics
Verse 1 I crash-land pretty in a tailored suit, Lipstick on the collar like a guilty truth, Smile for the cameras, cue the disgrace— I make bad decisions look like high taste. Diamonds in my teeth when I lie through a grin, Selling salvation with a side of sin, You want a hero? Baby, that’s cute— I’m the headline they don’t wanna dispute. ⸻ Pre-Chorus Oh, I taste like fame and cheap regret, A little too much you won’t forget, Say my name like a loaded gun— Go on, baby, I’m your favorite one. ⸻ Chorus It’s a champagne catastrophe, Sip it down, it’s killing me, We’re dressed up just to fall apart— Standing ovations for a broken heart. So light me up like kerosene, Make a mess of everything, If loving me’s a tragedy— Then drink it down, it’s a masterpiece. ⸻ Verse 2 I play God in a rented room, With a plastic crown and a sense of doom, Every confession sounds so rehearsed, I bless your lips then I make it worse. Gold-plated lies in a velvet tone, Everybody loves what they can’t own, I’m the spark in your gasoline— You’re the wreck I’ve already seen. ⸻ Pre-Chorus Oh, I taste like fire you can’t contain, A little pleasure, a lot of pain, Say my name like you need the thrill— Go on, baby, I’m your poison pill. ⸻ Chorus It’s a champagne catastrophe, Sip it down, it’s killing me, We’re dressed up just to fall apart— Standing ovations for a broken heart. So light me up like kerosene, Make a mess of everything, If loving me’s a tragedy— Then drink it down, it’s a masterpiece. ⸻ Bridge (Slow → Explosive) (Soft, piano-driven) Tell me I’m divine, Even if it’s a lie, I just need the sound of it tonight… (Beat builds) We’re addicted to the afterglow, To the high before the low, To the crash we call a life— (Explodes) So strike the match and watch me shine— I burn better in the spotlight! ⸻ Final Chorus (Bigger / Higher) It’s a champagne catastrophe, Sing it like a symphony, We’re beautiful in our defeat— Dancing on the edge of “everything.” So light me up, I’m gasoline, Every flaw’s a work of art, If loving me’s insanity— Then tear me down and play the part. ⸻ Outro (Theatrical Fade) Pour another, let it bleed, We’re the kings of make-believe, Take a bow, don’t look at me— I’m the star of your worst dream.
Tags
Dark glam pop rock, punchy drums, cabaret piano, explosive chorus, dramatic falsetto + layered harmonies, male
Duration
3:49
Instrumental
No
Created
4/3/2026