Mr. Swing's Slow Burn

[Verse] Well, you stroll in like you own the scene, But honey, you’re just part of the machine, With your talk so grand and your shoes so clean, But where’s the heart; where’s the dream? [Verse 2] You may have the glitz and the glam all right, But the spotlight dims on a lonely night, With your silver spoon and your charm so slight, But behind those eyes, I see the fright. [Chorus] Oh, Mr. Swing, you try to sing, But you’re missin’ the beat, ain’t a real thing, You got the look and you got the ring, But deep down, baby, you ain't the king. [Verse 3] You dance the dance with your fancy feet, But inside, you’re feeling incomplete, With your empty words and your half-baked heat, You can fool the crowd but not the street. [Bridge] Oh, you might flash that million-dollar grin, But sooner or later, true colors thin, You play the part but you can't begin, To touch the soul, to let love in. [Verse 4] Now here’s a tip from someone wise, The smoke and mirrors will tell no lies, When all you’ve got are those hollow ties, The truth’s revealed in your own eyes.