No Touchy

[Verse 1]
Red nails on the table
Phone face down, unstable
You say “relax, I’m joking”
That joke feels way too fatal
Side-eye, you keep on testing
Laugh lines cut like a weapon
Heart’s got warning labels
Still you thumb through every section
[Pre-Chorus]
You like pushing every button
Just to see which one will break
I been stitching up my edges
You keep pulling at the fray
[Chorus]
No touchy
Hands off my heart, don’t rush me
You play too rough, too clutchy
Back up, back up
(back up, back up)
No touchy
You turn my soft to ugly
You want my love so badly
But you bruise too much
So no touchy, no touchy
[Verse 2]
Dark eyes on my reflection
Mascara runs like confession
You say you’re “just affectionate”
But you’re crossing every sentence
Lip prints like little warnings
Smudged all over my story
You call it “claiming territory”
I call it stealing all my glory
[Pre-Chorus]
You like living on the edges
Of the lines I clearly drew
Every “sorry” comes in roses
Thorns are all that cut me through
[Chorus]
No touchy
Hands off my heart, don’t rush me
You play too rough, too clutchy
Back up, back up
(yeah, back up, back up)
No touchy
You turn my soft to ugly
You want my love so badly
But you bruise too much
So no touchy, no touchy
[Bridge]
You only listen when I’m yelling
You only soften when I cry
I’m done auditioning for mercy
Done letting you inside
[Chorus]
No touchy
Hands off my heart, don’t rush me
You play too rough, too clutchy
Back up, back up
(back up, back up)
No touchy
You turn my soft to ugly
You want my love so badly
But you bruise too much
So no touchy, no touchy

rap, Dark pop-trap with female vocals. Swung trap drums and heavy, detuned low-end push the verses, synth bells and eerie pads on top. Pre-chorus strips to filtered vocal and sub swells, then chorus slams in with layered harmonies, distorted ad-libs, and a wide, singable topline. Gritty texture on the lead, light autotune glide on melismas., pop, beats, emotional