Pretty When a Libra Lie

I don't mean to flirt, I just breathe like this

Smile lands, whole room leanin' in

But don't read it wrong

I just like my ego stroked a little too long

I flirt like it's breathing, soft and light

Don't ask me why — it's a Libra thing, right

I don't mean yes, I don't mean no

I mean "look at me before you go"

I know the angle, I know the cue

I lean real close, then I pull it back from you

I don't chase, I attract the room

Then decide who I let assume

I'm pretty when I lied

Pretty in the way I look you in the eye

I don't want you, I just like the shine

Of your attention on my skin tonight

I'm a Libra, baby — balance on a knife

Sweet talk sinner, look you in the eyes

I flirt 'cause I'm built this way by design

Don't call it love — I was passing time

Compliments taste better when they're free

So why not hand 'em right to me

I say "maybe," you hear hope

That's not my fault, that's how I cope

Every touch feels accidental

But I felt it first, it was intentional

You think I'm yours — that's cute, I guess

I just like being desired, not possessed

I read the room like it's mine to own

Every look weighs more than gold

I give a smile, I take my space

Leave you stuck in my aftertaste

I'm pretty when I lied

Pretty in the way I keep you guessing why

I don't want you, I just like the high

Of being wanted when I walk by

I'm a Libra, baby — balance on a knife

Sweet talk sinner, look you in the eyes

I flirt 'cause I'm dressed, I flirt 'cause I'm alive

Don't get attached — I was being nice

Vain? Yeah, say it louder

I glow better when I'm admired

I lie real sweet, I lie real kind

And I look so good doing it every time

I'm pretty when I lied

Watch me choose who stays, who slides

I don't break hearts, I realign