Cruel Game

CRUEL GAME Verse 1 Red light bleeding through the blinds like a warning sign, You said “fame’s just a funeral dressed up in neon light.” I laughed with your cigarette pressed between my teeth— Now I taste every lie when I try to breathe. Black nails scratching out my name on a bathroom stall, You said, “God doesn’t listen here, but I do—so call.” I was holy for a second ’til you pulled me down, Now I wear my halo like a broken crown. ⸻ Pre-Chorus You don’t love me—no, you love the flame, Say my name like it’s a loaded gun to your brain, Every kiss feels like a contract signed in vein— Tell me, baby… was it worth the pain? ⸻ Chorus It’s a cruel game—kiss me like a curse, Heaven on your tongue but it only gets worse. Say my name—say my name—taking aim, Pull me close just to watch me break— It’s a cruel game—I still want the chase, Every high leaves a scar I can’t erase. If I burn, let it spell your name— I come back… I come back… (hook loop) Cruel game… cruel game… I come back to the cruel game. ⸻ Verse 2 Gold dust lining every line that we crossed at night, You said, “Sin looks better when it’s dressed up right.” Now my reflection’s just a stranger in your frame, Lipstick smeared like evidence I can’t explain. There’s a faint red ring around my nose I can’t conceal, From the nights I swore to God that this time it wasn’t real. You keep secrets in your mouth like a loaded prayer, Every truth tastes sweeter when it’s laced with dare. I let you carve your initials into my skin— Call it love, but it feels like a ritual sin. ⸻ Pre-Chorus 2 You don’t want me—you just want the fall, Like a headline you can hang on your bedroom wall, Every touch just another curtain call— Tell me, baby… did you want it all? ⸻ Chorus It’s a cruel game—kiss me like a curse, Heaven on your tongue but it only gets worse. Say my name—say my name—taking aim, Pull me close just to watch me break— It’s a cruel game—I still want the chase, Every high leaves a scar I can’t erase. If I burn, let it spell your name— I come back… I come back… (stacked hook) Cruel game… cruel game… I come back to the cruel game. ⸻ Bridge We were saints in the backseat—now I can’t sit still, Got your fingerprints under my skin like a permanent thrill. There’s dried blood on the sleeve of the dress that I wore, I don’t wash it out anymore. I started praying to you just to feel something answer, Swapped out my God for a beautiful cancer. You said, “Give me your soul”—I said, “Take what you need,” Now I don’t know where I end or where you start in me. I see God in the rearview—He won’t meet my eyes, Guess He knows I look better dressed up in your lies. I tried to quit you—I shook, I was crawling on tile, Counting cracks in the bathroom just to pass time. Look at me—tell me this isn’t love, When I’d rather be ruined than not be enough. ⸻ Final Chorus It’s a cruel game—don’t you let me go, Even if it kills me, I still need the show. Say my name—say my name—taking aim, Pull me under, I’ll take the blame— It’s a cruel game—I don’t want out, I’d rather drown than live without. If I burn, let it spell your name— I come back… I come back… (subtle callback) Rearview fading, still I stay the same— (final hook spiral) Cruel game… cruel game… Cruel game… cruel game… I come back to the cruel game. ⸻