[Intro] [club door, low bass, music-box ticks, three heels on wet stone] One. Two. Three. [whispered choir] Don’t look too long. [Verse 1] Red at the rope, black at the bar, gold in the mirror light We don’t wait on a list, the list learns our names tonight First one smiles like a secret, second one never blinks Third one counts the pulses every time the room thinks Glasses sweat, bass sweats, somebody drops a key We pick it up with a finger and the lock forgets to be [Pre-Chorus] Hands up, not for the drop — for the vow Say it soft if you’re brave, say it now [glass chimes] [Chorus] Three hex the floor, three hex the floor Heels in a line and the speakers adore Eyes go gold when the chorus comes in You came for a drink, you stay for the sin Three hex the floor, don’t fight the reel We don’t steal the night — the night learns to kneel [stacked siren harmonies, kick wide] [Verse 2] Coat check dreams in a language you almost know We trade you a slow song for the fast one you won’t let go She paints a cross on the napkin, it curls into a grin She borrows your heartbeat and she lends it back thin VIP rope turns to ivy, the booth turns to stone You laugh like it’s costume, we laugh like it’s home [Pre-Chorus] Hands up, not for the drop — for the vow Say it soft if you’re brave, say it now [whispered choir under the bass] [Chorus] Three hex the floor, three hex the floor Heels in a line and the speakers adore Eyes go gold when the chorus comes in You came for a drink, you stay for the sin Three hex the floor, don’t fight the reel We don’t steal the night — the night learns to kneel [Verse 3] Last call tries to speak and the clock forgets the hour We walk the rooms like weather, we walk the rooms like power One leaves a lipstick moon on the glass you won’t wash One leaves a colder quiet where the bravest talk was One looks back from the doorway, and the doorway looks back If you follow, bring nothing — we already packed [Final Chorus] Three hex the floor, three hex the floor Streetlights bow when we open the door Gold in the alley, black on the skin You wanted a haunting — let the haunting begin Three hex the floor, three hex the floor We were never costumes. We were the lore. [siren stack, then music-box alone] [Outro] [heels fade, one chime, door shut] One. Two. Three. [whisper] Sleep if you can.
