Heart At Her Fingertips

[Verse 1]
Met you in a thrift store aisle
Dust on your headphones
Crooked smile
You laughed at the holes in my sweater
Said
"You look better broken anyway"
You drew your name on my wrist
Tiny blue pen
Tiny soft twist
Said
"Promise you’ll stay for the winter"
I stayed while you learned how to leave
[Chorus]
You had my heart at your fingertips
Turned it over like a coin
Like a trick
Spun it round on the table edge
Watched it wobble while I begged
You had my love on a string so thin
Pulled it tight just to feel it dig in
When the shine wore off
You let it slip
You had my heart
My heart at your fingertips
[Verse 2]
You’d call at 2 a.m
"Can you come drive
I hate the rain"
I’d show up in ten
Engine humming
You’d change the song
Change your mind again
You kissed me in parking lot light
Tasted of coffee and half-felt goodbyes
You said
"Don’t read into this too much"
Then you watched my face while it cracked
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
You said you’re scared of being needed
But you loved the way I leaned
You traced my fears like constellations
Then turned them off like a TV screen
Now I scroll through all our pictures
Cropping you out just to breathe
You’re somewhere learning a new favorite game
With someone else’s heartbeat
[Chorus]

Indie rock with bittersweet bite, male vocals. Clean tremolo guitar and a lazy bassline in the verses; drums hang back with dry snare and tight hats. Chorus explodes with overdriven guitars, doubled vocals, and wide backing “oh-oh”s. Bridge strips to vocal + guitar swells before a final, punchy chorus with ad‑libbed frustrations in the outro.