Verse 1

You set the glass beside my hand

A pretty rim, a careful plan

One bitter spark beneath the sweet

A velvet trap dressed up to drink

Pre-Chorus

I know the taste, I know the game

Still hear you calling out my name

Chorus

Poison cocktail, burning slow

You poured the doubt, I let it flow

But I won't drown inside your design

I'll spit it out and take back mine

Poison cocktail, raise it high

Your sweetest lie won't be the last word tonight

Verse 2

The room tilts hard, the walls lean in