he’s twenty-five in a midnight dress Champagne lips and expensive stress He walks in slow with silver hair Whole room freezes when they stare Private cars and diamond nights Wrong kind of love under city lights She says “teach me how power feels” He buys the moon, she keeps it real Age gap burning like neon flames Everybody talks but they know their names Young heart dancing on marble floors Old money opening hidden doors He’s got scars behind that suit and tie She’s got dreams she can’t deny No fairytale, no perfect start But rich old hands touched a reckless heart Golden rings and dangerous sparks Young wild soul in billionaire arms Love like smoke in a velvet room Too fast to stop, too sweet to lose
