Latte Lip Liner

[ Lyrics ]

Cream on my cheeks, no cream for your lies.
Cream on my cheeks, no cream for your lies.

Steam swirls like a halo, I’m wrapped in my sweater,
Your text came in late — I let it dissolve in the weather.
Used to answer fast, makeup still half on,
Now I sip slow, let the moment belong
To me, my latte, the book I won’t share,
And the mirror that says, 'You’re already there.'
You said I was cold when I didn’t reply,
But warmth’s not a given — it’s earned, not supplied.

I line my lips with intention, not fear,
Red like a 'no' but I'm smiling, sincere.
No need to flinch when the tone turns tight —
I’ve got marimba in my heart, playing light.

Cream on my cheeks, no cream for your lies,
Sunlight baptism, I’m clean of alibis.
You want a seat at my table, my grace?
Earn it with truth, don’t just take up the space.
Cream on my cheeks, no cream for your games —
I’m cozy in power, not lost in the flames.

You brought flowers once, said I’d bloom in your arms,
But love without roots just crumbles in charm.
Now I plant seeds in my own morning light,
No grand declaration, just right, quiet, and tight.
I wear soft cotton and hard conversation,
Speak in full sentences — no flirtation
With fog, with half-truths, with 'we’ll see how it goes.'
My boundaries bloom like a garden that grows.

I line my lips with a rule and a rhyme,
Not begging for kindness, just claiming my time.
If you can’t meet me in clarity, sweet —
Then your whole love story stays on mute, incomplete.

Cream on my cheeks, no cream for your lies,
Sunlight baptism, I’m clean of alibis.
You want a seat at my table, my grace?
Earn it with truth, don’t just take up the space.
Cream on my cheeks, no cream for your games —
I’m cozy in power, not lost in the flames.

I don’t need your spotlight, I’ve got my own glow,
My standards don’t bargain, they simply just know.
Love shouldn’t taste like a backhanded kiss,
Or a promise you’ll break with a flick of your wrist.
So I stir in silence, let the sugar dissolve,
While my peace stays intact, fully resolved.

Cream on my cheeks, no cream for your lies,
I’m sun-kissed and certain, no compromise.
You want a seat at my table, my grace?
Earn it with truth, don’t just take up the space.
Cream on my cheeks, no cream for your games —
I’m cozy in power, not lost in the flames.
Cream on my cheeks — no cream for your lies. 

Cream on my cheeks…