Skin In The Game

Ava Max · Don't Click Play

Oh baby your tongue
Set a fire
I was doomed
When you kissed me in the kitchen
Your lips tasted like dark red wine
And reckless decisions
Satin sheets
Christian Dior
Our own clothes fell down to the floor
Ya that night was two years ago
And I'm still sleeping in this bed we made
Of fucking and fighting each day
I try to leave but I just stay
'Cause I've got
Skin in the game
You touch me
And letting go just goes down the drain
I've got
Skin in the game
I try to
Love myself but it's not the same
I'm not gonna play anymore
Screaming I hate you
Walk away
I'm not gonna wait anymore
Every time I think that I'm okay
I end up
Back at your place
'Cause I've got
Skin in the game
Yeah baby sometimes
I try and I try
'Til I almost cross the line of dancing with somebody else
I kiss his lips and never tell
But he won't feel the way you felt
No I can't help it
I've got
Skin in the game
You touch me
And letting go just goes down the drain
I've got
Skin in the game
I try to
Love myself but it's not the same
I'm not gonna play anymore
Screaming I hate you
Walk away
I'm not gonna wait anymore
Every time I think that I'm okay
I end up
Back at your place
'Cause I've got
Skin in the game
I've got
Oh I've got
Skin in the game
I've got
Oh I've got
Skin in the game

About Skin In The Game

"Skin In The Game" finds Ava Max in a pop-minded frame, where a clear central idea and emotional directness are the real strengths. The song works best when its main melodic and rhythmic ideas are allowed to speak plainly, without being crowded by unnecessary decoration. There is a welcome sense of proportion in the way the music presents itself: the hook has room to land, while the surrounding moments support it instead of competing for attention. That restraint gives the performance room to breathe and makes the emotional color feel earned rather than imposed. For listeners returning to Ava Max, the song offers a compact example of how mood, pacing, and a recognizable point of view can meet in one place. It is a track for focused listening, especially when the details around the main idea begin to reveal their own quiet pull. The clarity of that approach is its own strength, because it lets the feeling come through without turning every moment into a dramatic demand. Even when it aims for immediacy, the track avoids feeling disposable because its atmosphere remains distinct after the final note. Its emotional center stays firmly in view throughout.