Waltz of the Bone Collard Girls

[Verse 1] Lipstick crimson, smile like steel She’ll dance on graves in four-inch heels A whisper sells you fantasy But baby, she was trained to bleed She’ll pour the drink and tie the lace Then carve your name behind her face You paid for warmth, you paid for thrills— But she’s the knife that never chills --- [Chorus] It’s the waltz of the Bone-Collared Girls! Spin you once, then twist your world Silk on skin, and death below They kiss, they smile… then slit your throat Clink of the collar, stomp of the heel Every step signs a killin’ deal One-two-three, and then you’re through They danced for love… now they dance for you --- [Verse 2] She knows which drink will make you slow She knows which nerve to snap and go She hums a tune while sinning sweet And keeps her daggers by the sheets You thought you’d own her for the night She smiled and turned out half the light And when you whispered, "Make me moan" She filled your mouth with broken bone --- [Chorus] It’s the waltz of the Bone-Collared Girls! Spin you once, then twist your world Breath like poison, lips like fire They’ll take your name—and then your spine Clink of the collar, stomp of the heel Every breath signs a killin’ deal One-two-three, now close your eyes You paid for heaven—she sold you goodbye --- [Bridge – Spoken / Whispered Breakdown] Each bone’s a vow Each step a sin Each girl’s a blade Wrapped in skin She serves the Madam, serves the lie And dances slow when you must die --- [Verse 3 – Slower, building back up] She once had names, she once had light Now she counts bodies every night Each one a favor, each one a debt And she ain’t missed a target yet She dances not for lust or gold But for the promise Madam told "When the bone breaks, you’ll be free— But ‘til then, you dance for me.” --- [Final Chorus – Extended and layered] It’s the waltz of the Bone-Collared Girls! Spin you once, then twist your world Veil of grace, a ghost in curls They bury you in perfume swirls Clink of the collar, stomp of the heel Every beat makes your heartbeat reel One-two-three, you're out of time They dance for penance, not for crime You came for touch, you begged for more But she’s the hinge to Madam’s door One last breath, one last swirl— That’s the waltz… of the Bone-Collared Girls .... ....