[Intro | felt piano chords, wide reverb | vocal hums tucked back]
[breathy] Mm… mm…
[Verse 1 | sparse keys + low sub that blooms slowly | close mic]
I keep my phone face down like it’s a loaded gun
‘Cause every name that lights it up feels like I should run
You make the silence feel expensive, like a chosen thing
But I’m still learning how to hold you without tightening
[soft falsetto lift]
I say I’m fine, I’m good, I’m cool, I’m “busy” again
Truth is I’m scared you’ll see the parts I hide from my friends
So I smile in the dark like it’s helping me breathe
While my chest does that stutter when you don’t say “stay”
[Pre-Chorus | add brushed drums, heartbeat kick | harmony enters]
[half-whisper]
If I lean in, will I fall through?
If you touch me, do I haunt you?
I don’t wanna be a habit you outgrow
But I don’t know how to be someone you hold
[Chorus | warm pad swell, soft clap, bass fuller | layered falsetto]
[falsetto, fragile]
Don’t look at me like I’m easy to keep
I’m a house with the lights on, nobody home, barely asleep
And I hate how my love comes out sounding like need
But you pull me so gentle, it hurts when you leave
[lower register, intimate]
So if I’m too much, tell me soft, tell me slow
I’m trying to unlearn every “please don’t go”
[falsetto]
I don’t wanna be the reason you freeze
I just wanna be the air when you breathe
[Verse 2 | drums drop back, piano carries | ad-libs airy]
I trace the edge of your laugh in my memory
Like a song I can’t play right, but it plays in me
I rehearse apologies I never get to say
Then you kiss my forehead and they all decay
[quiet smile in voice]
You’re the calm in the spill, I’m the spill on the floor
I bring the storm to the door, you still open it more
And I don’t deserve the patience in your eyes
But I’m here, trying, even when I’m terrified
[Bridge | reverb wash, distant vocal chop | spoken-sung]
[whisper]
I used to think love was a dare
Now it’s you standing right there
And me… shaking
Not from cold
From finally being known
[build | harmonies stack, bass swells]
[falsetto]
If I flinch, it’s not you
It’s the past coming through
So hold my hands like proof
That I’m allowed to choose
[Final Chorus | fuller but still soft | stacked harmonies]
[falsetto, more steady]
Don’t look at me like I’m easy to keep
I’m a heart with the door cracked, learning how to believe
And I hate how my love comes out sounding like need
But you pull me so gentle, it hurts when you leave
[Outro | piano fades, room tone returns | one last breath]
[almost spoken]
Stay…
[soft hum] Mm…