Drama

This is that club— club— club. You walk in, gold on your wrist. I say "Stay," mouth says "Resist." A new dress, same old twist. You say it's over, but you lean in. Every time we say enough, oh, we circle back, Addicted love, oh. Your friends all watch us come undone, like we're Their favorite rerun. This is that club drama, same movie, New night-night. pull me close, Push me farther, but I still rewind, Spinning in your dark halo. I never get it right. Yeah, it hurts like a slow tango, But I crave the fight-fight. Your Laugh cuts right through the room. You talk sweet, then twist the truth. You kiss hard, then change the tune. Leave me dancing with your perfume. Every time we draw that line, oh, We cross it just to feel alive, oh. We crash, we burn, we swear we're done, Then fall again at once. This that club drama, same movie, New night. You pull me close, push me farther, But I still rewind, spinning in your dark halo. I never get it right. It hurts like a slow tango, but I crave The fight-fight.