Lyrics: Vidana A.
Music: Vidana A.
You walked in loud like you own this place.
Cheap talk hanging on your face.
Boots too clean for a man that tough.
Talking big but it ain't enough.
I was sitting low with a glass half gone.
Didn't plan to get pulled along.
But you kept talking like you knew my name.
Like I was part of your little game.
I said son you don't want to go this way.
Some lines you don't cross just for play.
You're talking to the wrong man tonight.
One more word and it won't end right.
Ain't no bluffing these eyes you see.
I've been where you don't want to be.
This ain't a game and I ain't your kind.
You're pushing past a warning sign.
Better step back while you still can.
You're talking to the wrong man.
You laughed it off took one more step.
Didn't know what you just met.
Room went still even cards went dead.
Like the air knew what would lay ahead.
Bartender paused mid pour in hand.
Like he's seen this before go bad.
Some stories don't need to be told.
They just unfold in a way too cold.
I stood up slow, no need to show,
Some things get handled without a crowd.
You're talking to the wrong man tonight.
This road ends in a barroom fight.
You don't see what's beneath this skin.
But you're about to step right in.
Ain't no hero ain't no saint.
Just a man who does what you want.
Better walk while you still can.
Cause you're talking to the wrong man.
Chair slid back boots hit the floor.
That's the sound you don't ignore.
One wrong move and it all goes south.
Too late now to close your mouth.
You were talking to the wrong man tonight.
Now you're learning what that means in a fight.
No more talk no more pretend.
This is where your story bends.
Dust settles slow and it's all done.
Another lesson for another young gun.
And the silence says what it can.
You were talking to the wrong man.