Kill the noise, shut the curtains, put the whole world away, Everybody got opinions when they don’t know shit anyway, They see pictures, see smiles, think they know what we are, Never saw the fucking battles that created these scars. Never stood inside the kitchen when the money got tight, Never heard those conversations stretching deep through the night, Never watched us choose each other when walking would’ve been easy, So why the fuck would their approval ever mean shit to me? We built this from the bottom, brick by motherfucking brick, Through the beautiful moments and the ugly-ass shit, Now there’s something almost sacred when we’re finally alone, No performance for the public, no pretending for the phones. Take the labels off, baby, let the real us breathe, Every secret safe with you, every truth safe with me, Whatever happens in this room stays protected when it finishes— Two names on the contract. No witnesses. [Hook] No witnesses, nobody needs to know, Shut the whole world out, baby, let the feeling take control, No cameras, no rumors, no outside business, Just you, just me— No witnesses. No witnesses, ain’t nobody getting in, They can wonder where we went, they can wonder where we’ve been, We don’t owe them explanations, permission, or forgiveness, Tonight belongs to us— No witnesses. [Verse 2] There’s a freedom in the silence when you know you’re understood, When somebody knows your worst and somehow still can see the good, I can tell you every thought that I would never say aloud, You can show me every side you’d never give another crowd. That’s intimacy deeper than a temporary rush, When a whisper carries weight because it’s reinforced by trust, When you know exactly where the boundaries have been drawn, And respect ‘em like they’re sacred even when the lights are gone. We ain’t hiding from each other—we’re hiding from the noise, From a world that turns relationships into entertainment and choice, Everybody wants a window, everybody wants a view, But some things stay more powerful when they belong to only two. So pour the drink, drop the needle, let the vinyl fucking spin, That bass crawling through the floor while the darkness settles in, No testimony later, ain’t nobody handling our business, This chapter leaves the room with no witnesses. [Hook] No witnesses, nobody needs to know, Shut the whole world out, baby, let the feeling take control, No cameras, no rumors, no outside business, Just you, just me— No witnesses. No witnesses, ain’t nobody getting in, They can wonder where we went, they can wonder where we’ve been, We don’t owe them explanations, permission, or forgiveness, Tonight belongs to us— No witnesses. [Bridge] Lock the door. Dim the lights. Leave the world outside tonight. No judgment. No disguise. Only truth behind your eyes. No audience. No evidence. No strangers in our business. Whatever this becomes— No witnesses. [Verse 3] Funny how the deepest love gets quieter with age, You stop needing everybody else to validate the page, You stop proving you’re together and start living what you built, Start understanding loyalty ain’t supposed to come with guilt. It’s knowing all my demons and exactly where they sleep, It’s promises we made when keeping promises wasn’t cheap, It’s waking up tomorrow and still choosing this again, Not because somebody’s watching—because you’re lover and best friend. That’s the twist inside the darkness underneath this whole design, Every track sounds like temptation, but the heart beneath is mine, Not chasing some replacement, not escaping from my life, I’m rediscovering the danger in the woman that’s my wife. So let the record sound forbidden, let the atmosphere get vicious, Let the bassline shake the walls like we’re committing something wicked, When morning comes, there’s nothing that either one dismisses— Because the strongest fucking moments don’t require any witnesses. [Final Hook] No witnesses, nobody needs to know, Let the outside disappear and let the whole damn record roll, No cameras, no rumors, no outside business, Just you, just me— No witnesses. No witnesses, every secret staying ours, From the midnight conversations to the early morning hours, They can keep their fucking judgment, their assumptions and suspicions— This is our life. Our love. Our rules. No witnesses.
