Lyric

You say I’m cold, no warmth in my glare

But you keep on calling, like I’m unaware

A tilt of my chin, a sarcastic bite

Yet you’re still here chasing, night after night

A flick of my hair, "Oh, is that all you’ve got?"

Your witty reply? Quite an amusing shot

I push you away, but you’re still in the game

A dance of annoyance, yet somehow aflame

Push, pull, I’m hot, then I’m cool

You play the fool, but I bend the rule

Just when you think I’ll break or I’ll fall

I turn my back, and you’re loving it all

These clarinet notes flutter, twist like my mood

Wry pizzicato plucks, where love’s misconstrued

Yet your tight snare drum follows every bend

Keeping our rhythm until the very end

An arched little smirk, an eye-roll supreme

I say you’re a bother, you say I’m a dream

The snags and the snaps keep this tension alive

Mocking me softly, yet here you arrive

Push, pull, I’m hot, then I’m cool

You play the fool, but I bend the rule

Just when you think I’ll break or I’ll fall

I turn my back, and you’re loving it all