MUZIC SOCIETY

Lyrics

(Verse 1)
Mmm…
You slid into my evening like red wine in candle smoke
Talkin’ slick enough to loosen gold hoops from my thoughts
Now my whole mood draped sideways
Like satin slipping off dark shoulders
Boy…
The way you say my name got weight on it
Like slow thunder rolling through Memphis summers
Had me stirrin’ honey into empty cups
Just to calm the way my pulse jumped
(Pre-Chorus)
Ooh…
You got temptation sittin’ pretty in your grin
And patience knowin’ exactly when to lean in
(Chorus)
I’m tangled up in your flavor… mm, bad
Like late-night blues and things I never had
Every little word from you melt down my pride
Now my discipline somewhere outside
I’m tangled up in your flavor… mm, too deep
Got my thoughts wearin’ silk instead of sleep
And every time your shadow brush against mine
I lose all respectable timelines
(Verse 2)
Mmm…
You kissed my shoulder like you knew old secrets
Like your lips had business there previous
Now every hallway in this house feel heated
Like memory been pacing barefoot through it
See, grown women don’t tumble easy
We season our ache before serving it neatly
But your energy came through all reckless and smooth
Like jazz notes escaping dark perfume
(Pre-Chorus)
Ooh…
You got that slow kind of danger rare
The type that leave lipstick prints on prayers
(Chorus)
I’m tangled up in your flavor… mm, bad
Like late-night blues and things I never had
Every little word from you melt down my pride
Now my discipline somewhere outside
I’m tangled up in your flavor… mm, too deep
Got my thoughts wearin’ silk instead of sleep
And every time your shadow brush against mine
I lose all respectable timelines
(Bridge)
Mmm…
Now midnight bending low through the blinds
And your voice got gravel mixed with sunshine
I swear the room started breathing different
Right around the second your knee touched mine
Honestly…
You got me reconsidering wisdom
Trading composure for sweet bad decisions
And if this what falling feel like tonight
Baby… pour another little taste of paradise
(Outro)
Mmm…
So stay awhile and ruin my focus proper
Talk sweet till the ceiling fan sound softer
‘Cause every inch of trouble wrapped in you
Feel dangerously beautiful…