[VERSE I] Chip-fry glare slicks the footpath thin, Last bus coughs like it knows her grin. Coat half-buttoned, receipts for eyes, She trades in certainty, measured lies. [PRE] She swears on sums that won’t stay still, Promises shelter, delivers the bill. [HOOK I] hear the crazy part, you really ain't gonna like it She calls it fate when she’s fixed it just right Dresses hunger as hustle, calls mercy a vice Every grin keeps tally, every breath has a price [HOOK II] She leases you daylight with a cooling stare Says the fall was coming, says she warned you fair Turns blame into weather, turns loss into air Leaves you gripping the quiet, calling it prayer [HOOK TAG] If the fable had weight, you’d feel it ignite it If the lie had legs, it’d swear it could kite it [VERSE II] I’ve heard her poured slow in a backroom snug, Truth thinned down till it won’t hold a tug. Handshakes linger like unpaid tabs, Every vow says always, means “see what I grab”. [PRE II] She laughs through teeth like a boarded door, Says love, it’s only commerce, nothing more. [BRIDGE] There’s a split in the wall where daylight keeps, Old heads mutter names they never sleep. They say her kind of story curdles quick, Still we drink it down when she lays it thick. [HOOK III] hear the crazy part, you really ain't gonna like it She baptizes damage, says scars are invited Calls debt a lesson, calls trust outdated Every oath’s a hallway, fire-exit gated [HOOK IV] She hums you a cure in a key off-pitch Says the fault’s in your spine when the ladder won’t stitch Wraps the taking up neat in a civic tone Leaves you lighter-handed, swearing you’ve grown [HOOK TAG II] If the yarn had teeth, they’d gnash to indict it If the truth stood up, she’d talk right past it [VERSE III] Seen her bless the cuts with a steady hand, Soft words folded, ready-made, planned. She toasts “character” in flat stout foam, While the latch speaks plain when you get home. [OUTRO] So mind her mouth when it sweetens the same, Her modern fables limp, but they know your name.
