[Intro] [Spoken] Smile first. Count the doors second. [Verse 1] I walked in wearing a face that fits the room. Horns I chose so you'd look there, not at the seam. Warm enough to trust. Sharp enough to live. I take the wallet like I take the little yes in your chest — same motion. Same need. Not sport. Breakfast. Breath. Another night nobody gets to name me right. [Pre-Chorus] I tell you I'm lucky so you watch my mouth and not my hands. Luck is a story I sell the dark so morning doesn't catch the first face. [Chorus] Call me lucky, don't call me good I leave before the kindness turns to look Heart in my pocket, pulse in my throat I steal the warm so I don't have to be known Kiss like a lockpick, grin like a gun I'm already gone when the song is done If I stay, the seam comes through — I liked you. That's why I moved. [Verse 2] Someone looked too long. The costume is armor. Armor is lonely. Lonely is still a pulse. I talk faster. Silence is how the first one died. City, door, that click in the neck when the room remembers you're a question. I put the smile back on like a lung. [Pre-Chorus] I tell you I'm lucky so you watch my mouth and not my hands. Luck is a clock now. Morning is a threat with a pretty name. [Chorus] Call me lucky, don't call me good I leave before the kindness turns to look Heart in my pocket, pulse in my throat I steal the warm so I don't have to be known Kiss like a lockpick, grin like a gun I'm already gone when the song is done If I stay, the seam comes through — I liked you. That's why I moved. [Rap] Borrowed face, second mouth, I learned this young Empty hands don't eat, honest names get hung Hearts and wallets — same lift, same prayer Stay fed, stay held, stay unlisted, stay air Charm is a blade that looks like a toast A blade that looks like a blade is a ghost One pocket I won't pick, one name I won't spend That's the whole map. That's the way I don't end Could be the liar. Could be the man who still plays him. I taught a pretty lie how to keep me breathing. Smile drops half an inch — then I sell it again. [Breakdown] Lights up. Work shows. Grin goes crooked. Still moving. [Chorus] Call me lucky, don't call me good I leave before the kindness turns to look Heart in my pocket, pulse in my throat I steal the warm so I don't have to be known Kiss like a lockpick, grin like a gun I'm already gone when the song is done If I stay, the seam comes through — I liked you. That's why I moved. [Outro] [Spoken] Sleep well. I don't say the first name. That's how I stay.
