Splinters In The Static

[Verse 1]
You fold your arms
Like a closing door
Teeth on every word
You don’t say anymore
Coffee gone cold
Clock bleeds through the wall
You laugh
Then look away
Like you were never here at all
[Chorus]
I’m pulling splinters from the static
Every memory
It cuts
It cuts
It cuts
You said “forever” like a habit
Now it’s ashes on my tongue
I choke it up
Screaming your name
Into the frame
Till it cracks
Till it cracks
And you still don’t look back
[Verse 2]
Your jacket hangs
On the same old chair
I step around the ghost
Pretend I don’t care
You text at 2 a.m
“Hope you’re doing fine”
I stare until it fades
Blue light carving out my spine
[Chorus]
I’m pulling splinters from the static
Every memory
It cuts
It cuts
It cuts (hey!)
You said “forever” like a habit
Now it’s ashes on my tongue
I cough it up
Calling your name
Into the frame
Till it cracks
Till it cracks
And you still don’t look back
[Bridge]
Did you ever mean it
When you called me home? (woah)
Or was I just a room
You ran through
Then out the door
If I tear out every page
Where you wrote your name
Will the ink still burn
Underneath my veins?
[Chorus]
I’m pulling splinters from the static
Every memory
It cuts
It cuts
It cuts
You said “forever” like a habit
I still taste it when I bite my tongue
Screaming your name
Into the frame
Till it cracks
Till it cracks
And I never get you back

Emotional post-hardcore, male vocals. Intro of chiming dual guitars and gritty bass in a tight, uneasy groove, drums jabbing with off-kilter accents. Verses stay restrained and tense, close-mic vocal on the edge of breaking. Choruses erupt with layered screams, wider guitars, and crashing cymbals; bass locks into a driving pulse. Bridge drops to a fragile, reverb-soaked clean part before a final, chaotic full-band hit., emotional, male vocals, clean, post-hardcore