Lip Gloss Promises
Track 2 of Mirror Season
[ Lyrics ]
Sweet talk stuck on my lips, yeah — sweet talk stuck on my lips. You said I was your favorite color, said I painted your gray skies, leaned in slow like a movie scene, left my heartbeat behind in your eyes. We wrote love on a napkin, signed it with a kiss, every word felt so sacred, I believed in this. You traced my name on the window, fogged it with your breath, I held my breath too — scared to mess with death. It wasn’t loud, wasn’t bold — just a glance, a thread, but I wrapped it around my soul like it could keep me safe. Now I chew on the silence, taste the afterglow — your promises shine, but they don’t quite hold. Lip gloss promises, shiny and thin, melt in the heat of the truth wearing thin. You swore you'd stay, said you'd never fade — but gloss don’t last, and neither do you, baby. We drove with the windows down, singing made-up lines, you harmonized like you meant every rhyme. You called me your always, your one and only, I believed you like gospel, so sweet and so lonely. But I see it now in the rearview light — those words were just glitter, not built for the night. You didn’t lie, not outright — just loved in past tense, left me holding the future you never meant. And I still taste you when I smile — that bittersweet after, that fragile while. Maybe you meant it when you said it, maybe love was just a guess. But a promise isn't real if it breaks under pressure — just a feeling dressed in best. Lip gloss promises, pretty but weak, look so sweet till you try to speak. You swore I was yours, said I’d always be — but gloss don’t last, and neither were you, baby. Lip gloss promises… Yeah… sweet talk stuck on my lips.