[Intro — barely above a whisper] You looked around my room like you were already missing it Finger on the dusty blinds asking who I live here with --- [Verse 1 — close-mic, intimate] You came in after midnight wet cuffs, cheap cigarettes Asked me if the kitchen light always buzzed like that I said, “Only when it rains” you laughed and looked away like people do when they already know they won’t stay You stole my hoodie from the chair said my apartment smelled “too clean” Kept reading all the notes I leave inside my magazines Then somewhere near the window with your hand against my spine you said, “Don’t let me get too real.” I said, “Too late.” --- [Pre-Chorus — tension rising quietly] You talk about leaving like it makes you deep Like everybody else is just somewhere you sleep --- [Chorus — wider, aching] Was I ever in your story? Or just somebody warm? Just someone you came home to when the city got too loud You touched me like you were lonely then vanished by the morning If I was nothing to you why do I still want it? Was I ever in your story? Or was I not on your map? --- [Verse 2 — low register, conversational] Taxi stopped outside at 4:15 rain coming sideways on the balcony you standing there half-dressed, barefoot telling me you don’t belong to anybody I should’ve heard the warning in the way you said my name like something temporary like steam fading off a train Still— your mouth on my neck the bass through the wall the neighbor downstairs banging twice on the floor And afterward you smoked out the window in silence Wouldn’t look at me once while I reached for my clothes --- [Pre-Chorus — fragile] You don’t leave wreckage you leave quiet That’s almost worse --- [Chorus — restrained emotional lift] Was I ever in your story? Or just somebody warm? Just someone you came home to when the city got too loud You touched me like you were lonely then left without a warning If I was nothing to you why does it still hurt like this? Was I ever in your story? Or was I not on your map? --- [Bridge — almost spoken] I deleted your number then memorized it again Still check the weather where you are sometimes And I know you never promised anything you couldn’t keep You just held me like I mattered long enough to make me believe --- [Late Verse — breath against the mic] Blue light cold floor your belt hitting the chair My name in your mouth like you almost cared You said, “Don’t look at me like that.” I said, “Like what?” You didn’t answer. Just pulled me closer like leaving was already happening. --- [Final Chorus — full emotional release, still controlled] Was I ever in your story? Or just somewhere you hid? Just another night you needed someone to stay in it You touched me like you were lonely more than anything before me If I was nothing to you why am I still carrying it? Was I ever in your story? Or was I just not on your map? --- [Outro — distant, fading] You never got lost. You just kept going.
