(Style: Dark dance-pop with art-pop flair at a tense midtempo pulse, trap drums and sub-bass driving dark rap verses into bright chant hooks; verses stay clipped and close-mic with autotune sheen, pre-chorus opens into stacked falsetto and breathy doubles, chorus explodes with gang vocals and pitch-shifted ad-libs, reversed swells, and sparkly stutter FX bridge the drops; final chorus adds bigger harmonies and distorted kick. Bright, glossy, claustrophobic mix., rap, male vocals, bright, pop, Angry Grunge, strings)
Verse 1
You showed up when it suited you.
Left when it didn’t.
Simple.
I kept calling it care.
You let me.
That’s on both of us.
Pre-Chorus
But don’t rewrite it now
Like it meant more somehow
Chorus
Don’t call it love
Not when you didn’t stay
Not when you turned away
Like I was nothing to you
Don’t dress it up
Don’t make it soft and clean
It wasn’t what you mean
So don’t call it love
Verse 2
You liked me better quiet.
Easier to handle.
Smaller.
I see it now.
Too late, but clear.
You never really held me here.
Pre-Chorus
You don’t get to rename it
Just because it ended
Chorus
Don’t call it love
Not when you checked out first
Not when I did all the work
While you just drifted through
Don’t call it love
It sounds wrong on your tongue
Like something you never won
So don’t call it love
Bridge
Say what it was.
Be honest once.
Don’t turn it into
Something it wasn’t.
Final Chorus
Don’t call it love
It wasn’t even close
Just something I almost
Believed from you
Don’t call it love
Not after all of this
Not after what it is
So don’t call it love
BLACKLARK
