Every step turns the silence heavy, Slow heat in your hungry eyes, Every step I take for you, I feel you watching what I do. Lip gloss on, I move too slow, Let you wonder, let you know, I’m the secret you can’t keep, The kind of sin you wanna taste. Say my name like a dare, Pull me close, don’t stop there, I feel you breathe against my skin, Now I’m shaking, I give in. You’re my taste of trouble, I want you bad, Got my body doing things my mind never planned, Every look makes me lose my head, Every touch got me begging in my breath. You’re my taste of trouble, deep in my veins, I say “slow” but I want the flame, I know I should walk away from you, But I want what I shouldn’t do. Your hands don’t lie, they know my shape, Every inch you hesitate, I feel the heat before you move, You got me dripping in this groove. Close enough I feel your heart, One more second and I’ll start, Breaking all my promises, Just to feel you closer. Don’t touch… I’m already burning, One look… now I’m turning, I feel you pulling me under, I don’t wanna recover. Closer… closer… I want your fire… Closer… closer… Take me higher… You’re my taste of trouble, all over me, Every time you move, you take control of me, I lose my breath, I lose my mind, Every second you cross the line. You’re my taste of trouble, don’t let me go, I crave your heat, I crave you slow, I know I should walk away from you— But I want what I shouldn’t do.
