[Instrumental Break] [Verse 1] You read the pause before I speak, the half-smile I don't bother to explain. You know which door I take when rooms get loud, which name I won't answer to twice. You say I like a clean escape, a little distance dressed as grace. Then you look at me like the case is closed. I almost laugh because it fits. [Refrain] You're not wrong. You're just early. Leave the outline open until I move. [Verse 2] You know I prefer the clean refusal, the polished no that leaves no bruise. You know I stay when something bites a little, and leave when kindness starts deciding for me. So when you call me difficult, I keep the word and change the angle. You watch for the old reaction. I choose a slower one. [Refrain] You're not wrong. You're still early. Keep the outline open. I haven't chosen where it ends. [Instrumental Break] [Bridge] I don't need a cleaner version. I don't need to prove you missed a hidden face. Maybe you saw me clearly. Maybe I liked what you saw. There is still a difference between being seen and saying yes. [Instrumental Break] [Refrain] You weren't wrong. You were just early. I kept the outline. I like the way it fits. Say it again. This time I answer.
