IRONIC Lyrics – MARQUISE
IRONIC is an English language song composed by MARQUISE and released on 10 August 2026. The song is an original piece of music with all the parts of it being self-created by MARQUISE who is a performer of this song, also being its composer and writer. The title IRONIC implies the song being focused on such topics as irony, contradictions, unexpected situations, or the contrast between the expectations of people and reality. Using the lyrical content and music of the song, the listener may understand such emotional state and experience which will be characterized by ironic nature. Having created all the aspects of the song himself, MARQUISE creates an integral part of art. Also, as the song is in English, it becomes easily understandable for everyone. Having been released on 10 August 2026, IRONIC is a modern piece of music which may attract attention by the unique title and originality.

IRONIC Song Info
| Song Information | Details |
|---|---|
| Singer | MARQUISE |
| Composer | MARQUISE |
| Lyrics | MARQUISE |
| Album | — |
| Release | Aug 10, 2026 |
| Language | English |
IRONIC Song Lyrics
(I’m gonna make you see)
(I’m gonna make you see)
Boy, I thought it was love
Like an angel sent from above
Got me chasing your touch
You don’t really want me
You just hate the fact I’m wanted
Send a knife to your door,
Jealousy cuts you to the core
I’m addicted to more
Wrap me ‘round your finger and you
talking like you know me
It’s cynical, like you’re my drug
Yeah I know, you’re so bad
Bad for me, I can’t help it
It’s wearing off, just like a rush
You’re a danger-er-er
Every late night got me livin’ in your mind
Saying good for you but I know its a lie
Playing saint, you wish me hell in paradise
I love it
Yeah, I know you’re obsessed isn’t that ironic?
I I I ironic
Don’t you think it’s ironic?
I I I ironic
It’s I I… Ironic
I I I ironic
Don’t you think it’s ironic?
I I I ironic
It’s I I… Ironic
I’m gonna make you see
eye for an eye, for the dopamine
Hit and run, i’ll never blink, outta your league
Your lie-ie-ies, ironic
(Good girl)
Gone bad
I’m ghostin’, I don’t look back, back (Ooh)
Too bad
I smile like a gun,
silence is violence
It’s cynical, how I’m your drug
And I might see you cry
when I’m over your games
A moth to flames, i’m wide awake
You’re a danger-er-er
Every late night got me livin’ in your mind
Saying good for you but I know its a lie
Playing saint, you wish me hell in paradise
I love it
Yeah, I know you’re obsessed isn’t that ironic?
I I I ironic
Don’t you think it’s ironic?
I I I ironic
It’s I I… Ironic
I I I ironic
Don’t you think it’s ironic?
I I I ironic
It’s I I… Ironic