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himself. Which is probably
true, but not great for his mental or physical health.
    He glares in my direction , pushes buttons on his phone, and then waits for someone to pick up. Trying to
tune him out is impossible when he says Lyric’s name. Something happens in my
chest. Shit.
    I haven’t seen her since the night we had
dinner at the bar. Not by choice. The mystery song quickly became my new
obsession. The arrangement I composed has a dark but hopeful tone to it, which
is what our sound is about. The writing is simple but plays well to an awesome
melody. It could earn us another number one. I can feel it in my bones. For
once, something took precedence over women and sex.
    The itch I was trying to suppress comes
back full force. I reach into my back pocket and pull out the flash drive with “Dangerous Heart” on it. I laid down the demo track
yesterday to see how it sounded. I wasn't going to play
it for anyone else, knowing I didn’t write the original lyrics myself, but I
can’t keep this to myself any longer.
    I hand the stick to the sound engineer
and place myself at the front of the room to speak to my band. “Do me a favor
and take a listen to something I just laid down. I think you’ll dig it.”
    This gets their attention and the
frustration turns to anticipation. Hedge has everyone riled up. The guys are
too hard on themselves. We played the W est C oast on our last tour, so the E ast C oast isn’t
expecting anything different, but the guys get bored easily.
    Apparently
so do I because I’m stealing lyrics from the hotel pool.
    When the intro pours out of the speakers , Crawley walks back in and collapses on the floor. His eyes are closed and the excess blood is draining
from his face. He’s listening. I watch the eyes of everyone in the room,
entranced by their reactions. The song is a bit slower than the ones they’re
used to, but that’s a good thing. The label has been requesting something slow
and catchy , and I’ve promised it to them. It’s
just not something I’m great at writing, come to find out.
    But this .  . .
this might just be good.

 
    Two
wrongs don’t mend hearts like ours
    I
give, you take, nothing feels right
    Two
wrongs can never break our fall
    We’re
in too deep, losing sleep
    Trying
to forget what started it all

 
    Angry
eyes and brick wall armor
    Lessons
learned, paths paved, shield unyielding
    A
heavy weight, you’ll never penetrate
    And
you won’t be at the end of this story

 
    Stay
away, with your dangerous heart
    That
damaged our love, that damaged me
    Crushed
to pieces, shredded flowers making art
    You’re
dangerous, your soul is black
    Dangerous
heart, and I want none of it back

 
    Can’t
rely on second chances
    Since
the first ripped me apart
    You’re
not welcome here anymore
    Cause
there’s no going back to the start

 
    Stay
away, with your dangerous heart
    You’ve
damaged our love, you’ve damaged me
    Crushed
to pieces, shredded flowers making art
    You’re
dangerous, your soul is black
    Dangerous
heart, I want none of it back

 
    After the last line , the guys are staring at each other, excitement
written all over their faces. They heard it. What I heard. A hit. Hedge begins
laughing. Crawley’s eyes are wide as he leaps up from the floor as if it’s
bitten him. “This is yours?”
    I hesitate for a second and wrinkle my
face. “Not quite.”
    The excitement in the room falls, and I
quickly jump to my defense. “I edited the lyrics, barely, and put it to music.”
    “Who wrote the words ?”
Lorraine asks.
    My face twists as I reach into my bag and
pull out the sheet of paper. “No clue. I found this at the hotel pool,
fluttering around and lost.”
    “One man’s trash is another man’s
treasure,” Stryder says with a grin. “Sounds
like you claimed something someone didn’t know what to do with.”
    I wince. “Not necessarily. Lost is
different than tossed, man. We can’t do anything with this yet. It’s not