Lightyears

[Verse 1]
Same ceiling cracks
Counting them backwards
Breath on the mirror
Fog in my chest
I hit your name
Just to erase it
Still hear that laugh
Burning my neck
[Pre-Chorus]
Every night
Same orbit
Spinning where we ended
Tell myself it's over
Till your ghost gets inventive
All these little haunts
In the quiet of my room
I keep crossing stars
That all point back to you (yeah)
[Chorus]
I'm still lightyears
Lightyears from letting you go
But your gravity
Got its hands on my soul
Every mile I make
Pulls me under
Pulls me near
I'm so far away
But my heart is still right here
Lightyears
Lightyears from letting you go
From letting you go
[Verse 2]
Mouth full of comebacks
I never sent
Sleep on the far side
Of an empty bed
Scroll through my worst thoughts
Like it's a game
Sick of this missing
Still craving your name (ah)
[Pre-Chorus]
Every night
Same orbit
Running that last sentence
Replay every word
Till the meaning's offensive
All these almosts
And the anger in my throat
I keep swearing off
What I want the most (so close)
[Chorus]
I'm still lightyears
Lightyears from letting you go
But your gravity
Got its hands on my soul
Every mile I make
Pulls me under
Pulls me near
I'm so far away
But my heart is still right here
Lightyears
Lightyears from letting you go
From letting you go (oh)
[Bridge]
Mad that I miss you
Mad that I care
Mad that my future
Still keeps you there
Tell me how to cut
What I can't reach
How do I erase
What's under my skin
Deep (yeah)
[Chorus]
I'm still lightyears
Lightyears from letting you go
But your gravity
Got its hands on my soul
Every mile I make
Pulls me under
Pulls me near
I'm so far away
But my heart is still right here
Lightyears
Lightyears from letting you go
From letting you go

pop, Alt R&B / alt-pop hybrid with female vocals; glassy synths over a fast, skittering beat and chest-rattling sub bass. Verses keep an intimate, breathy whisper close to the mic; pre-chorus adds airy pads and rising vocal doubles; chorus explodes wide with stacked harmonies and a distorted, side-chained low end. Ethereal delays swirl around ad-libs, creating a floating, weightless feel over a relentless, club-ready pulse., r&b