Hands On Me

Verse 1

You walk in like trouble in designer sin

That slow-smile promise under your skin

Eyes on me like you already know

Exactly where you want my body to go

Lips say “hi”, but your hands say more

Heat in the room and I’m begging for war

I don’t do sweet, baby, not tonight

I want it dark, I want it wrong, I want it right

Pre-Chorus

Don’t talk —

Just pull me closer, make me shake

I need the kind of touch that I can’t fake

Your breath on my neck, I’m losing control

Say my name like a secret you wanna hold

Chorus

Put your hands on me, keep ’em there

Grip my waist like you don’t play fair

I like it rough when you pull me near

Whisper “good girl” in my fcking ear

You don’t have to be gentle, I don’t behave

I wanna be the habit you crave

So lock that door, take what you see

Put your hands, put your hands on me

Verse 2

Your voice gets low, I melt on command

I love when you lead, love when you demand

Nails on your back, lipstick on your jaw

Baby, I’m the best bad decision you saw

You taste like midnight and bad ideas

You make my silence louder than screams in here

I’m not in love, I’m in heat

And you’re the only one I want to feel this deep

Pre-Chorus

Don’t stop —

I want that tension, want that bite

Mark my memory, ruin my night

Your hands like a storm, my hips like a sin

Say “come here” and I’ll let you win

Chorus

Put your hands on me, keep ’em there

Grip my waist like you don’t play fair

I like it rough when you pull me near

Whisper “good girl” in my fcking ear

You don’t have to be gentle, I don’t behave

I wanna be the habit you crave

So lock that door, take what you see

Put your hands, put your hands on me

Bridge

I don’t want promises, I want pressure

Slow hands, fast breath, guilty pleasure

Say you’re obsessed — I’ll say it too

I’m trouble, baby… and so are you

Closer… closer…

Don’t you dare let go

Harder… harder…

I want it out of control

Final Chorus

Put your hands on me, keep ’em there

Read my body like a wicked prayer

I like it rough when you pull me near

Whisper “good girl” in my f*cking ear

No, you don’t have to be gentle, I don’t behave

I wanna be the habit you crave

So lock that door, take what you see

Put your hands… put your hands on me

Outro

Hands on me…

Don’t be nice to me.

Be mine.