She Loves the Lie More Than Me

[Verse 1]
You were small enough to stand
On my shoes in the hallway
We'd spin until you laughed
Fell down in a tangled heap
I carried every whispered fear
Like a candle through your dark dreams
Now I knock and you won't hear
You just double-lock the story
[Chorus]
She loves the lie more than me
That's what I tell the mirror lately
'Cause the truth sits right here at your feet
But it's easier to hate me
You hold that wound like a precious ring
Won't let my side of it ever breathe
You love that hurt more than me
And it cuts where you can't see
[Verse 2]
They were never in the room
When your fever wouldn't break
When I chose to stay with you
Over every easy escape
You rewrote me into someone else
In a tale that someone fed you
Now every kindness that I gave
Is a weapon they misled you
[Chorus]
She loves the lie more than me
That's what I tell the mirror lately
'Cause the truth sits right here at your feet
But it's easier to hate me
You hold that wound like a precious ring
Won't let my side of it ever breathe
You love that hurt more than me
And it cuts where you can't see
[Bridge]
If believing the worst
Makes you feel strong
I can be the villain
In your favorite song (oh)
But when the echo fades
And you're left with the quiet
I'll still be here
With the door on its hinges
[Chorus]
She loves the lie more than me
That's the only way I can name it
But my arms stay open endlessly
Even when you can't claim it
You hold that story like sacred ink
On pages you won't let me read
You love that hurt more than me
Yet I'm still here
Still here
Bleeding love you don't believe

Intimate indie-folk ballad with alto female vocals up close to the mic, fingerpicked acoustic guitar and soft piano sharing the lead. Verses stay hushed and conversational; chorus opens with warm harmonies and subtle pads for lift. Gentle upright bass and brushed snare ease in by the second chorus, building a quiet ache that swells then falls back to a stripped final line.