You watch me smile — I see you freeze,

you’re reading every move like poetry.

I take my time, I take my space,

you lean a little in but try to save your face.

I know your pulse is skipping beats —

don’t worry, babe… I wrote the sheet.

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You think you’re choosing me tonight,

but I can see it in your eyes —

you’re already halfway mine.

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Tonight I set the tempo, love —

na-na-na, try to keep up.

You’re giving in without a fight,

your shadow follows where I walk.

I draw the line, you cross it clean —

call it fate or call it heat.

Either way, this victory

was written long before you blinked.

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I talk sweet with a razor edge,

I break the rules you almost kept.

You say “stop,” but then you laugh —

you love the danger in my half-and-half.

I move, you sway, like gravity…

it’s not a chase — it’s chemistry.

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You tell yourself you’re in control,

but baby, your heartbeat always knows —

you’re falling where I go.

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Tonight I set the tempo, love —

na-na-na, try to keep up.

You’re giving in without a fight,

your shadow follows where I walk.

I draw the line, you cross it clean —

call it fate or call it heat.

Either way, this victory

feels sweeter when you want it, babe.

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Ah…

don’t rush…

just fall.

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Tonight I set the tempo, love —

na-na-na, the beat’s on fire.

You lean in just a breath too close,

your pulse confesses every desire.

I made the rhythm you obey,

you’re tangled in my melody.

And darling, when you give me victory…

I swear it sounds like destiny.

I don’t chase — I conduct.

Every breath falls into place.

You didn’t lose, you didn’t fall…

you arrived at your fate.

The lights go down, the beat goes still,

the room remembers what we were —

and when the silence learns my name,

it spells your heartbeat, word for word.