I am a dangerous woman.
I cannot dream like you, You cannot dream like me.
I dance freely among the ledge of the city lights.
A ledge, is the breakage between falling straight down to reality
And floating away amongst my dreams.
I am free of all the worries in the world.
I am a dangerous woman.
I cannot excuse my behaviors,I cannot be strapped down.
The ledge is my steady balance between being discreet
And, flaunting what I have.
Men fall to my ankles, Providing me love and riches.
But yet, I will not let my freedom fall down the ledge.
I am a dangerous woman.
I can dress how I like, dream how I like, and live how I like.
Riches are what attracts me,
Parties are what motivates me.
Ledges are my destiny.
I can choose what is right or wrong,
I can choose to be desirable or repulsive.
I am a dangerous woman.
My mouth can provide truths, my mouth can provide lies.
The ledge provides my truths and my lies.
My lies, lead me dancing to the city lights and floating amongst the stars.
My truths, lead me to stillness of the dark and sinking below the ground.
So, I lie, my secrets are to me, and therefore I float.
Yet, I am still a dangerous woman.
