(Style: Pop-rock with hip hop bounce and grunge guitars over a chill house pulse; medium-tempo swung drums, rubbery bass, and a jagged riff that blooms into a four-on-the-floor drop. Verse rides tight rap-sung phrasing, pre-chorus strips to kick, bass, and filtered guitar, chorus opens with stacked male doubles and seductive falsetto ad-libs. Ear candy: reverse cymbal swells, tape-stop into the drop, and vocal delay throws on the title. Bright, punchy, and glossy with a dirty edge., hip hop, rap, grunge, rock, pop, seductive)
Verse 1
You blocked me for a week straight
Then showed up Friday night
Saying you were “just driving”
like you didn’t know I’d let you inside
Your hands were shaking badly
when you reached for my face
Funny how you only love me
when everything else breaks
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Pre-Chorus
You say goodbye
like it’s temporary
I say “I’m fine”
like you can’t hear me
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Chorus
We turn “no contact”
into tangled bedsheets
Turn “I hate you”
into biting lips and cracked sleep
You leave bruises on my mindset
Fingerprints under my skin
Every time I heal a little
you know exactly where to get in
And everybody tells me
love shouldn’t feel like war
But peace never hits as hard
as hearing you at my door
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Verse 2
Now it’s 4 a.m. in silence
Your head against my chest
You whisper that you’re scared
you’ll never love anybody else
And I know you don’t mean forever
I know how this thing goes
Morning comes, you go cold again
like none of this was real at all
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Pre-Chorus
One bad call
One relapse
That’s all it takes
to pull us back
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Chorus
We turn “no contact”
into another excuse
To drown inside each other
instead of telling the truth
You say my name so softly
it almost sounds sincere
God, you know exactly
what I need to hear
And maybe we’re pathetic
Maybe we’re just scared
But losing you for real
is still worse than staying here
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Bridge
Dark room
Fast pulse
Your tears
My fault
No air
No light
Just us
Every night
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Final Chorus
We turn “goodbye forever”
into “come a little closer”
Turn broken resolutions
into pulling you back over
And maybe one day
we’ll finally mean it when we leave
But tonight your shaking hands
are still reaching out for me
BLACKLARK
