Second Choice

[Verse 1]
You flinch when your phone lights
You say it's "complicated"
You laugh but your eyes hide
All the things you never say
You shrug off the questions
Say
"it's fine
He’s just stressed"
But your hoodie hides fresh marks
And you change the subject
You say love’s just hard work
But I hear you hold your breath
Like even your heartbeat
Worried it might get you checked
[Chorus]
You don’t love him
You just learned to live in damage
Call it normal
Call it habit
Call it anything but magic
You don’t love him
You just hate sleeping alone
You were built to be cherished
Not broken like your phone
If you ever wanna run
I’ll leave my porch light on
You don’t love him
So why stay
Why stay so long?
[Verse 2]
He calls
And your jaw clenched
You answer with quiet "hey"
Voice soft like an apology
For crimes you didn’t make
You tell me he’s changing
But your hands say that’s a lie
You trace every old bruise
Like routes to another life
I see how you light up
When you talk about your dreams
Then dim like a street sign
When you add
"but that’s for me"
You say
"he’d never let that"
Girl
That sentence ain’t love
If he can’t clap for your wins
Why you lifting him up?
[Chorus]
You don’t love him
You just learned to live in damage
Call it normal
Call it habit
Call it anything but magic
You don’t love him
You just hate sleeping alone
You were built to be cherished
Not broken like your phone
If you ever wanna run
I’ll leave my porch light on
You don’t love him
So why stay
Why stay so long?
[Bridge]
I’m not here to play hero (nah)
I can’t fix what I ain’t broke
But I’d hold every hard day
Like a secret that you own
I’d learn every scar story
Never use it as a sword
Just a map of where you’ve been
Not a cage
Not a cord
[Chorus]
You don’t love him
You just learned to live in damage
Call it normal
Call it habit
Call it anything but magic
You don’t love him
You just hate sleeping alone
You were built to be cherished
Not broken like your phone
If you ever wanna run
I’ll leave my porch light on
You don’t love him
So come home
Come find where you belong

pop, Moody pop-rap over deep sub bass and sparse piano stabs, male vocals. Conversational, NF-inspired verses that build from intimate whispers to a punchier, drum-heavy chorus. Hook opens with layered vocals and airy pads, bridge strips back to voice and bass before final chorus hits with extra harmonies and ad-lib echoes., low