𝕽𝖎𝖉𝖉𝖑𝖊 𝖒𝖊 𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖘

RIDDLE ME THIS

Intro

What leaves a mark but never stays?

What says "come closer," then slips away?

I had the answer on my lips.

You smiled and said, "Riddle me this."

Verse 1

You cross your legs and watch me lose

The next few words I meant to use.

"Tell me what you're thinking of."

You know enough. You know enough.

Your fingers linger on my sleeve,

You ask me why I have to leave.

I turn to face you, take the bait—

You smile and say, "The rest will have to wait."

Pre-Chorus

What keeps me up without a sound?

What pulls me in when you're not around?

You give me just enough to miss,

Then leave me trying to finish it.

Chorus

Riddle me this—

How do you leave but still linger in bed?

How do you touch me from inside my head?

You get so close, then you move back again.

Where do you end? Where do I begin?

Riddle me this—

How can I miss what was never mine?

Why does "not yet" feel like "one more time"?

I know your game, but I still play.

You keep the answer one touch away.

Verse 2

What gets harder the less you try?

Forgetting how you held my eye.

What do I lose each time I win?

The nerve to never call again.

Your message lights up half past two:

"You still awake?" I know you knew.

Three little dots, then nothing more—

I watch them like I've never played before.

Pre-Chorus

What keeps me coming back for more?

What am I really waiting for?

I tell myself I’m done with this,

Then read your words for what I missed.

Chorus

Riddle me this—

How do you leave but still linger in bed?

How do you touch me from inside my head?

You get so close, then you move back again.

Where do you end? Where do I begin?

Riddle me this—

How can I miss what was never mine?

Why does “not yet” feel like “one more time”?

I know your game, but I still play.

You keep the answer one touch away.

Bridge

Do you want me, or the chase?

Would you stay if I gave you space?

If I stopped reaching, would you start?

Do you want my hands or want my heart?

You lean in close like you might stay,

Then laugh before you pull away.

I swear I won’t get caught again.

I say, “Last time.”

You say, “Again?”

Final Chorus

Riddle me this—

How do you leave but still linger in bed?

How do you touch me from inside my head?

You get so close, then you move back again.

Where do you end? Where do I begin?

Riddle me this—

How can I miss what was never mine?

Why does “not yet” feel like “one more time”?

I know your game, but I still play.

You keep the answer one touch away.

Outro

What never starts and never ends?

What lets me go, then calls again?

Your name lights up.

I let it ring.

Once.

Twice.

I’m listening.