[Verse 1] He wore his money like expensive skin, Gold at his wrist and a practiced grin. Had that way of talking without asking your name, Like every woman in the room already knew his game. He bought me a drink I never asked him to buy, Leaned in close and said, “You’re exactly my type.” I let my eyes wander, slow enough to be rude, Said, “You look like a man with something to prove.” [Pre-Chorus] He smiled like he’d won. God, I love when they do. I whispered, “My place? Just me and you.” [Chorus] Come a little closer, Leave your good sense at the door. I’ve got candlelight and red wine, And a fire across the floor. You can tell me all your secrets, I’ll tell you what I want. Nobody comes this far unless They’re looking to get lost. No neighbors, no questions, No reason anyone should know. I keep the things worth keeping. The cabin keeps what I don’t. [Verse 2] I served him rosemary lamb and Bordeaux red, He spent half the meal telling me who he’d been to bed. Which car was his, which company he owned, How women always called him after he went home. I laughed at the right places, touched his knee, Asked if all that confidence came naturally. He said, “There isn’t much I haven’t tried.” I traced the rim of my glass and said, “Neither have I.” [Pre-Chorus] Then I asked him one question: “Ever let somebody else decide?” For the first time all evening, The man went quiet. Then smiled. [Chorus] Come a little closer, Leave your good sense at the door. I’ve got candlelight and red wine, And a fire across the floor. You can tell me all your secrets, I’ll tell you what I want. Nobody comes this far unless They’re looking to get lost. No neighbors, no questions, No reason anyone should know. I keep the things worth keeping. The cabin keeps what I don’t. [Bridge — intimate, almost spoken] He liked giving up control More than he’d ever admit. Funny thing about powerful men— Some of them ache to surrender it. So I let him. A little trust. A little fear. A little too far Whispered in my ear. Then came the look. Not lust. Not anymore. The one where a man finally understands He isn’t the one deciding How the evening ends. He asked me to stop. I smiled. And somewhere beneath all that charm, I finally heard him tell the truth. [Break — instrumental / breathing gives way to silence] [Final Chorus — same melody, colder delivery] Come a little closer, Leave your good sense at the door. There’s still candlelight and red wine, And a fire across the floor. You told me all your secrets. I got exactly what I want. Nobody comes this far unless They’re looking to get lost. No neighbors. No questions. No reason anyone should know. I keep the things worth keeping. The cabin keeps what I don’t. [Outro] By morning, every glass was clean, Fresh linen where his coat had been. I moved his cufflink beside the other three, Set another place and poured some tea. Three days later came a knock at ten. Two badges asking if I’d seen him since then. I gave them tea. They looked around. Nothing strange. Nothing found. One stopped beside the dining room, Counted the china in the afternoon gloom. “Ma’am… you expecting company?” I smoothed the napkin nearest me and smiled. “Always.”
