Midnight love in her veins again

One more hit won't hurt her medicine

They see the tremors when his name appears

The glossed-over stare that conquers fears

He's my prescription she defends the flame

While we count the bruises, playin' his game

Her pulse is racin', pupils dilated

Symptoms screaming side effects – but she's sedated...

Pre-Chorus

[High hats stutter, bass thickens]

"So what if I crash? At least I feel alive

Band-Aid heart with his alibis

Yeah, the warnings flash like ER lights

But she Cries Wrong feels so right...

Chorus

[Beat drops – dark trap-soul hybrid]

Oh, these side effects got her chained

Blind to the poison in his rain

Yeah, everybody sees the pain

She calls the scars "sweet hurricane"

*Can't quit the bad choices* (no, no)

Addicted to his voice (it's her only choice)

She's drownin' in the noise

Of his bad decisions..

Verse 2

[Warped piano, glitch effects]

I'm not your victim" sharp as shattered glass

While she polishes the cracks of every past

"This pain's my crown"* like Shang screamed into the void

Masochist royalty self-destruction deployed

Friends watch helpless Girl, he's your overdose"*

But she grinds tighter in love's paradox

"I need the burn to know I'm real"

Paralyzed by wounds she won't let heal...

Bridge

[Music strips to heartbeat, whispered confessions]

She prays to chaos like a God

Scar me deeper make me yours!

(just like Bad Things begged)

His fingerprints tattoo her spine

Lose control? She draws the line...

At surrender

"I command this fall!"

Pride's the only drug she won't recall

Truth is: She's beyond the pale

Choking freedom in his jail

Outro

(Everybody knows...)

Side effects... (pills of denial crushed on her tongue)

Side effects... (singin' his lies like a lullaby)

Can't save her from the flame she craves

Addiction's got her diggin' her own grave..

(fade on fractured repetition)

"I'm not... addicted... I'm not..."*

By James Cook