[Intro – acoustic guitar strumming, light tambourine on 2 and 4] [Bass enters, steady and pulsing eighths] [Soft falsetto “oohs” fade in] [Verse 1 – dry vocal, close mic] He walks through the glow of the parking lot dawn Eyes like a reel that keeps playing on The sound of a name, the shape of a room Caught in a loop between guilt and perfume [Instrumental fill – short electric riff with tape delay] [Pre-Chorus – strings swell softly, bass syncopates] He tells himself it’s fine, he tells himself it’s gone But every breath feels rehearsed too long [Chorus – electric guitar chime, tambourine accents, double-tracked vocal] Turn the light, it’s only reflection Hold the frame, erase the confession He says he never, he swears he didn’t But the glass keeps whispering what he isn’t [Break – bass and handclaps only, reverb tail extended] [Verse 2 – softer delivery, fingerpicked acoustic] A question repeats like a carousel spin He answers again, can’t recall where he’s been Voices dissolve in fluorescent time The truth folds in on a nursery rhyme [Pre-Chorus – tambourine and claps rejoin, rising strings] He tells himself it’s fine, he tells himself it’s gone But every word leans slightly wrong [Chorus – fuller texture, layered falsetto phrases, stereo panning] Turn the light, it’s only reflection Hold the frame, erase the confession He says he never, he swears he didn’t But the glass keeps whispering what he isn’t [Bridge – low strings tremolo, bass isolated, vocal nearly whispered] The air stands still between the chords Silence shaped like missing words He watches himself watch back in time The loop resets, the guilt aligns [Instrumental break – electric guitar slide melody, reverse reverb swell] [Chorus – final, expanded with vocal harmonies and string crescendo] Turn the light, it’s only reflection Hold the frame, erase the confession He says he never, he swears he didn’t But the glass keeps whispering what he isn’t [Coda – acoustic fade, single bassline continues, falsetto echo] what he isn’t [End – final sustained chord fades into tape hiss]
