Pink Dahlia and Red Lips

[Verse 1] You were framed in cheap café light, pink dahlias burning behind your head like slow fireworks over chipped ceramic cups and nervous hands. Your laugh curled around that straw, left red ghosts on plastic, while my courage flapped in my chest like a bird that keeps hitting bone instead of open sky. I had a pocket full of lines and futures, all of them starting with one step closer, but I stayed seated, guarding my drink like it could hide how hard I was shaking. [Pre-Chorus] Every petal screamed say something, every heartbeat answered not yet, not yet, not yet, Till the moment shrank to a snapshot I keep replaying in the dark. [Chorus] Pink dahlias, red red lips, I had one shot and I let it slip, sat there quiet while the night leaned in. Pink dahlias, red red lips, All it took was one brave kiss, now I’m stuck tasting what could have been. [Verse 2] Walking home alone under flashing signs, I saw your colors in every window, neon pink and stoplight red dragging my shadow across wet pavement. I imagined my hands on your face, lipstick smeared into truth instead of theory, but the only mark I left was an empty chair and a cold ring on the table. [Bridge] Somewhere there’s a kinder cut of this scene where I stand, move, speak, Where the flowers rain down like confetti and your mouth finds mine before the fear can interrupt. In this one, you fade into traffic, and every bright flower stand feels like a shrine to the kiss I never tried to steal. [Chorus] Pink dahlias, red red lips, I had one shot and I let it slip, sat there quiet while the night leaned in. Pink dahlias, red red lips, All it took was one brave kiss, now every color on the street tastes like what could have been. Two Worlds

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