Verse 1: She wears gold and silk, a crown in her hair, Raised on sunshine, temples, and prayers. He’s leather and steel, got scars on his hands, Fighting for coin, not for gods or their plans. They told her, “Stay in your place, girl, you’re light, He’s born of war, he’s only for fights.” But she saw fire behind his green eyes, A soldier of Ares who never tells lies. Chorus: He’s from the wrong side of right, But he makes her feel alive in the night. She’s a star, he’s a flame, But they burn just the same. Apollo’s girl and Ares’ son, Two hearts, one loaded gun. They say it’s wrong, but it feels so right, Wrong side of right. Verse 2: Ballrooms and scrolls, where she’s meant to belong, But she hums rebel songs when no one’s along. He waits in the shadows, with bruises and blades, She runs to his arms, where the noise fades. “You can’t love him,” they say with a sneer, But she traded her throne just to keep him near. A goddess in love with a fighter of wars, Crashing through fate, breaking down doors. Chorus: He’s from the wrong side of right, But he makes her feel alive in the night. She’s a star, he’s a flame, But they burn just the same. Apollo’s girl and Ares’ son, Two hearts, one loaded gun. They say it’s wrong, but it feels so right, Wrong side of right. Bridge: They don’t see what she sees in him, Not just a sword, but a light within. When she falls, he’s the one who stays, Fighting her demons, chasing her blaze. Breakdown (spoken/sung with attitude): “Yeah, I’m Apollo’s kid, but I write my own song, He’s got Ares’ fire, but he’s where I belong.” Final Chorus (with more power and emotion): He’s from the wrong side of right, But he makes her feel alive in the night. She’s a star, he’s a flame, But they burn just the same. Apollo’s girl and Ares’ son, Two hearts, one loaded gun. They say it’s wrong, but it feels so right, Wrong side of right. Outro (soft, defiant): Yeah, we’re the wrong side of right… But I’ll love him ‘til the end of the fight.
