[Verse ] You're sharp like a crease in a tailored suit, Slick talker with a polished route. You wink, I sip—it's a silent fight, You play it cool, but you’re holdin’ tight. [Verse ] Your rhythm walks like a bassline groove, Each word lands like a well-placed move. You say “relax,” but your grip says “might,” You act so loose, but you're holdin’ tight. [Bridge ] You dance around the edge of things, Like jazzmen do on borrowed strings. But every time I try to sway, You reel me back, don’t let me stray. [Verse ] You smile like you’ve already won, A charming thief, and I’m the con. But love, it’s not all black and white— You look so chill, but you’re holdin’ tight.
