Lyrics
You saw the spark before I spoke, yeah before I spoke Matchlight teeth, strike when I grin Whole room lean when I step right in Heart gone quick, but the night too sweet Matchlight teeth, strike when I grin Boot print dust on the floorboard shake, low flame, no fake, let the backbeat wake Jawline set with a bad idea, cold drink, warm buzz, make the air get weird I don’t chase, I draw that line, black denim smoke and a razor shine Talk comes cheap, but the eyes don’t lie, I can make a good girl love one lie Slow step, hold that look — pause let it cook I got fire in the sleeve, no peace in the grin, when I walk in light, let the trouble begin I don’t need much, just a little heat One red touch and the whole thing speaks You can call it luck, you can call it sin Either way, let me in Matchlight teeth, strike when I grin Whole room lean when I step right in Heart gone quick, but the night too sweet Matchlight teeth, strike when I grin Slide guitar cut through a trunk-rattle low, vein-pop pulse in the neon glow Skin-tight hush when I say your name, half slow dance, half runaway train Sweet talk dipped in a southern drawl, one hand clean, one hand on the wall You know better, still move my way, rain on dust makes the devil stay Short fuse, long drag, backseat heat, soul got grit and a trap-house beat I don’t wear gold, I wear that stare, make a saint lose count when I pull that chair I don’t need much, just a little heat One red touch and the whole thing speaks You can call it luck, you can call it sin Either way, let me in Maybe I burn too bright, maybe that’s true Maybe the spark in me jumps to you Maybe by dawn I’m a name on smoke But right now, right now, let the dark words choke One breath one strike one look that’s it You already know what kind of night this is Matchlight teeth, strike when I grin Whole room lean when I step right in Heart gone quick, but the night too sweet Matchlight teeth, strike when I grin Matchlight teeth, strike when I grin Red-hot want under cool-skin sin Burn too close and you’ll love that heat Matchlight teeth, strike when I grin Before I spoke you saw the spark before I spoke
Lyrics
You saw the spark before I spoke, yeah before I spoke Matchlight teeth, strike when I grin Whole room lean when I step right in Heart gone quick, but the night too sweet Matchlight teeth, strike when I grin Boot print dust on the floorboard shake, low flame, no fake, let the backbeat wake Jawline set with a bad idea, cold drink, warm buzz, make the air get weird I don’t chase, I draw that line, black denim smoke and a razor shine Talk comes cheap, but the eyes don’t lie, I can make a good girl love one lie Slow step, hold that look — pause let it cook I got fire in the sleeve, no peace in the grin, when I walk in light, let the trouble begin I don’t need much, just a little heat One red touch and the whole thing speaks You can call it luck, you can call it sin Either way, let me in Matchlight teeth, strike when I grin Whole room lean when I step right in Heart gone quick, but the night too sweet Matchlight teeth, strike when I grin Slide guitar cut through a trunk-rattle low, vein-pop pulse in the neon glow Skin-tight hush when I say your name, half slow dance, half runaway train Sweet talk dipped in a southern drawl, one hand clean, one hand on the wall You know better, still move my way, rain on dust makes the devil stay Short fuse, long drag, backseat heat, soul got grit and a trap-house beat I don’t wear gold, I wear that stare, make a saint lose count when I pull that chair I don’t need much, just a little heat One red touch and the whole thing speaks You can call it luck, you can call it sin Either way, let me in Maybe I burn too bright, maybe that’s true Maybe the spark in me jumps to you Maybe by dawn I’m a name on smoke But right now, right now, let the dark words choke One breath one strike one look that’s it You already know what kind of night this is Matchlight teeth, strike when I grin Whole room lean when I step right in Heart gone quick, but the night too sweet Matchlight teeth, strike when I grin Matchlight teeth, strike when I grin Red-hot want under cool-skin sin Burn too close and you’ll love that heat Matchlight teeth, strike when I grin Before I spoke you saw the spark before I spoke
