Be Someone To You

[Verse 1]
You lean on the railing
City in your eyelids
You say you’re tired of trying
I say I’m fine
But I’m lying
Your coffee’s gone cold
My hands
They stay folded
All of these almost-words
Stacked on the table between us
[Pre-Chorus]
How close do I have to stand
’til you feel this?
How loud do I have to breathe
For you to hear?
[Chorus]
I just wanna be someone to you
Not the friend in the frame
On your bedroom wall
I’m burning up in the back of the room
While you don’t feel me
Don’t see me at all
If I tear my heart right out
And lay it in your view
Would I finally be
Someone to you?
[Verse 2]
You dance through your damage
Laugh like it’s a costume
I choke on the silence
Every time you touch his name
I’m calm on the surface
Inside
It’s a landslide
Jealousy
Tenderness
Fighting for space in my chest (oh)
[Pre-Chorus]
How wrong do things have to go
’til you need me?
How far do I have to fall
For you to see?
[Chorus]
I just wanna be someone to you
Not the call that you make
When the party’s done
I’m losing sleep in the dark of my room
Tracing your outline
On the ceiling
Love
If I tear my heart right out
And lay it in your view
Would I finally be
Someone to you?
[Bridge]
I could be the storm
You run into
I could be the arms
That carry you
But you keep chasing ghosts
Through every new bedroom
While I’m here
Right here
Still wanting you (yeah)
[Chorus]
I just wanna be someone to you
Not a name that you say
When you need escape
I’m going mad just waiting on you
Every wasted minute
Carves another ache
If I tear my heart right out
And swear it’s only you
Would I finally be
Someone to you?
Someone to you
(be someone to you)

folk, Art-pop dream-ballad with male vocals over warm sub bass, distant folk guitar, and hazy synth pads. Slow-burn build: intimate verse with close-mic vocal, then choirs swell in the pre-chorus, big cinematic drop on the chorus with tom-heavy drums and thick reverb. Background choir grows more desperate each hook, final chorus strips down to voice, bass, and ghostly harmonies, leaving the last line almost a cappella., art pop, dream pop, ballad, seductive