Verse 1
She waits in the shadows where the neon bleeds,
Lipstick promises and dangerous needs.
Cameras flashing like a loaded gun,
She knows my face, but not where I’m from.
High heels echo down a hotel hall,
Whispered truths written on the wall.
She says my name like a secret sin,
Says, “One night more—let the trouble in.”
Pre-Chorus
I feel the pull, yeah, I know that stare,
Every step closer, I’m losing air.
I tell myself I’m still in control,
But the mirror says I’m selling my soul.
Chorus
She’s got velvet lies and electric skin,
Pulls me close, then she pulls me in.
Every touch is a warning sign,
But I cross the line every time.
She don’t love me, she loves the flame,
Loves the fever, loves the name.
Yeah, she’s trouble in a perfect design,
Wrapped up in velvet lies.
Verse 2
Backstage passes and midnight calls,
Champagne hearts in crystal falls.
She talks about forever fast,
Like tomorrow don’t exist past last.
She tastes like danger, smells like fame,
Says I’m different, says I ain’t the same.
But I’ve heard those words in every town,
Right before the lights go down.
Pre-Chorus
Every promise dripping in gold,
But the truth feels bought and sold.
I should walk, but I stay instead,
Chasing the rush inside my head.
Chorus
She’s got velvet lies and electric skin,
Pulls me close, then she pulls me in.
Every touch is a warning sign,
But I cross the line every time.
She don’t love me, she loves the flame,
Loves the fever, loves the name.
Yeah, she’s trouble in a perfect design,
Wrapped up in velvet lies.
Bridge
Flashbulbs burn like a guilty sun,
Another heart beats on the run.
If I fall, let the record show,
I knew the cost, but I paid it slow.
No halos here, no saving grace,
Just a hungry smile and a familiar face.
Break
I say no—she pulls me back,
One more kiss in the pitch-black.
I know better, but here I am,
Dancing with a stranger’s plan.
Final Chorus
She’s got velvet lies and electric skin,
Writes my story, tears the page within.
Every touch is a warning sign,
But I cross the line every time.
She don’t love me, she loves the flame,
Loves the fever, loves the name.
Yeah, she’s trouble in a perfect design,
Wrapped up in velvet lies.
Outro
When the night fades and the truth gets loud,
She disappears into the crowd.
Just another ghost in the afterglow,
Another lesson I already know
