

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] I know your eye colour Still see it when I close mine You sleep with a light on Said the dark feels like the wrong time You hum that same chorus Till the words drive everyone mad Need comfort in busy crowds Said it's quiet that makes you go bad [Chorus] We don't talk anymore But I still know your middle name Every shortcut on your way home Every shirt you ruined in the rain How can I know your favourite song How your story always ends And stand three feet from you in line Like we're strangers again [Verse 2] You tap on your glass twice When you're trying not to complain You count all the exits When you're sitting on a late train You bite your tongue bloody Rather lose than admit you care I scroll past your birthday Then stare at that blank message square [Chorus] We don't talk anymore But I still know your middle name Every shortcut on your way home Every shirt you ruined in the rain How can I know your favourite song How your story always ends And stand three feet from you in line Like we're strangers again [Bridge] Funny how the silence Still sounds just like you I could list a hundred things You'd rather die than ever live through If I said "how are you?" Would you look away or stay? We built a whole world in a bedroom Let it slip in a hallway [Chorus] We don't talk anymore But I still know your middle name Every crack in your kitchen mug Every joke that took away pain How can I know your favourite song Every word Every breath you steal And walk past on a Sunday street Like we were never real Like we’re strangers again
Tags
Tender indie-pop ballad built on warm electric piano, subtle fingerstyle guitar, and soft brushed drums; raspy British female vocals up close and confessional, verses kept hushed and intimate, chorus lifting with airy harmonies and a low, pulsing bass; gentle reverb and a late-song swell of strings to heighten the ache before a stripped final line, sleep, light, female vocals
3:13
No
4/2/2026