**“One Night in the City”** TB still remembers the room going quiet, The way Ethan smiled like he couldn’t deny it. Grant stood close with a look in his eyes, And the whole night changed under city lights. It wasn’t planned, it wasn’t spoken, Just three hearts wild and a little bit broken. TB was caught in the middle of fate, Between two names he couldn’t escape. Ethan had fire, Grant had grace, Both of them pulling him into their space. One unforgettable night, one dangerous spark, Three shadows dancing in the dark. TB can’t forget Ethan and Grant, The way they made him believe in chance. One night, one room, one memory, Now they’re living in his fantasy. Ethan on his mind, Grant in his soul, TB lost every bit of control. He calls it lust, but it feels like love, One night with them was never enough. Ethan whispered like a secret prayer, Grant smiled slow like he was already there. TB felt the world slip out of view, Like nothing else existed but those two. No one knew what the morning would bring, No promises tied to a golden ring. But some kind of magic, some kind of truth, Lit up the dark inside that room. Now every song sounds like their names, Every late-night thought turns into flame. TB tries to move, tries to let go, But Ethan and Grant are all he knows. TB can’t forget Ethan and Grant, The way they made him believe in chance. One night, one room, one memory, Now they’re living in his fantasy. Ethan on his mind, Grant in his soul, TB lost every bit of control. He calls it lust, but it feels like love, One night with them was never enough. Maybe it was reckless, maybe it was fate, Maybe love showed up a little too late. Maybe three hearts don’t fit in a line, But that night still replays in his mind. Ethan was thunder, Grant was rain, TB was standing in the beautiful pain. And when they reached for him, he understood, Some trouble can feel too good. TB can’t forget Ethan and Grant, The way they made him believe in chance. One night, one room, one memory, Now they’re living in his fantasy. Ethan on his mind, Grant in his soul, TB lost every bit of control. He calls it lust, but it feels like love, One night with them was never enough. Now TB walks through the days pretending, Like that night didn’t rewrite the ending. But deep in his chest, there’s a permanent mark, Ethan and Grant left a flame in the dark. So if love is a secret, if lust is a song, TB’s been singing their names all along. One unforgettable night, one memory, Ethan, Grant, and TB.


