[Intro — whisper]
Don’t turn around.
You’ll ruin it.
I’ve been following you
for three blocks.
And you look so pretty
when you think you’re alone.
[Verse 1]
Same road.
Same time.
Black coat.
Streetlight.
You walk fast
when you’re nervous.
I like that.
Phone out.
No call.
You heard something—
nothing at all.
At least,
that’s what you tell yourself.
You feel eyes on your skin.
Good.
Those are mine.
[Pre-Chorus]
Go home.
Lock the door.
Pull the curtains
like before.
Count to three.
Check again.
Tell me, baby—
are you scared yet?
[Chorus]
You look prettier scared,
with my name in your head.
You haven’t even met me,
but you’re checking under your bed.
You can run, run, run,
but I know where you go.
You call it obsession.
I call it coming home.
You look prettier scared,
when you know that I’m near.
Don’t worry, little darling—
I only followed you here.
[Verse 2]
New route.
Cute try.
Different train
Friday night.
You really thought
I’d lose you?
Sweetheart.
Red wine.
Room nine.
You left your window
open this time.
Almost like
you wanted me to see.
And that boy
beside you?
He doesn’t watch you right.
He watches your body.
I watch your life.
[Pre-Chorus]
Your favorite song.
Your mother’s name.
The little lies
you tell every day.
Your coffee order.
Where you hide your spare key.
Tell me—
who’s the stranger now, you or me?
[Chorus]
You look prettier scared,
with my name in your head.
You haven’t even met me,
but you’re checking under your bed.
You can run, run, run,
but I know where you go.
You call it obsession.
I call it coming home.
You look prettier scared,
when you know that I’m near.
Don’t worry, little darling—
I only followed you here.
[Bridge — spoken, almost no instrumental]
Last night
you closed the curtains.
Tonight
you checked the lock twice.
And just now…
you stopped breathing.
Why?
Did you hear something?
…
No?
Good.
[Bass enters]
Then don’t look behind you.
[Final Chorus]
You look prettier scared,
now you know that I’m real.
Every shadow behind you,
every stare that you feel.
Run, run, run,
make it fun if you want.
I don’t need you to love me.
I just need to be the thought
you can’t turn off.
You look prettier scared,
but prettier still when you lie:
“There’s nobody watching.”
Baby—
say it one more time.
[Outro — whisper]
Lock one.
Lock two.
Windows closed.
Curtains too.
Good girl.
…
You forgot the balcony.