Letras
Neon sign flickers outside the bar
Like it's tired of lying too
Perfume, smoke, cheap confidence
Sticking to everything you touch
She says she likes honesty
As long as it's dressed right
As long as it doesn't stare too long
At the part she learned to hide
Everyone wants the damage
Just not the responsibility
They don't fall for kindness
They fall for the fracture
The sharp edge in your voice
The way you don't ask
They say they want something real
Until it gets too close
Until it smells like truth
And tastes like smoke
Mirrors tell half the story
The good side, the practiced face
Nobody's here for healing
They're here for a familiar ache
I watch affection trade hands
Like currency after dark
Love dressed up as tension
Desire confused with marks
You learn what to sharpen
And what to keep dull
They don't fall for kindness
They fall for the fracture
The sharp edge in your voice
The way you don't ask
They say they want something real
Until it gets too close
Until it smells like truth
And tastes like smoke
I'm not bitter
I'm observant
There's a difference
Learn it
You don't crave pain
You crave recognition
And pain just happens
To listen
So I keep my distance measured
Keep my teeth behind my smile
If you're shopping for a villain
I can play one for a while
But don't confuse my restraint
For something clean or pure
I just learned a long time ago
What people actually come here for