“Right On The Edge”

You’re on my shirt, halfway off, laughing

Knee on my hip, I can feel you asking

No little words, just the way you’re dragging

Fingertips slow down my ribs, then back up, passing Phone light low on your collarbones

Lip gloss blurred, you in stolen clothes

You take my hand like you’re holding smoke

Guide it up your thigh, stop right where you know I’ll choke

You say “don’t you dare” but your hips say “please”

Breath on my neck, almost on your knees

You know every inch that’ll ruin my sleep

You trace it with a grin, then you pull back, tease

[HOOK] (soft)

You got me right on the edge, won’t let me fall

Mess up my head, keep my hands on the wall

Every breath is a threat, every whisper a call

Drag me right to the ledge, then you don’t let me fall

You ride my leg like you’re saying grace

Whole room spinning off your face

You watch my jaw when you change your pace

Then pull your weight off and leave that space Nails on my back like you’re signing claims

Teeth at my ear, spelling out my shame

You say “good boys wait,” but you feed the flames

Every grind, every pause, every almost-where-I-aim

You kiss down slow then you stop mid-road

Mouth on the line like a live wire load

Hum through my veins just to hear me groan

Then climb back up my chest like you own this home

[HOOK] (soft)

You got me right on the edge, won’t let me fall

Mess up my head, keep my hands on the wall

Every breath is a threat, every whisper a call

Drag me right to the ledge, then you don’t let me fall You got me right on the edge, tasting your name

Press in, pull away, set my blood into flames

I’m begging under my breath, you just tighten the reins

Drag me right to the ledge, and you’re loving the strain

[BRIDGE] (whisper)

You say “tell me what you’d do if I dropped my guard”

“Show me where you’d put your mouth if I leaned too hard”

Make me map out every thought I can’t say loud

Then you bite my lip and tell me “that’s for next round” You fold over me, tongue on my pulse

Promise with your body what you won’t indulge

Leave proof on my skin I’ll hide all day

Still don’t let me finish what you started to break

You keep me right on the edge, shaking, sore

Lay your head on my chest like you didn’t start a war

Say “you’ll live, you’re fine,” but you know I’m torn

Between cursing your name and begging you for more