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BLUE SOFA, THIRD FLOOR

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[Intro — Female] Blue sofa. Third floor. She asked me Why I stayed. ⸻ [Verse 1] There was a box of tissues I kept pretending not to see A clock behind her shoulder That moved far too quietly She asked “What happens when he’s angry?” I said “He isn’t really angry” Then stopped Because apparently I had already started Protecting him From someone he’d never meet ⸻ [Pre-Chorus] She didn’t correct me Just waited Which turned out To be difficult ⸻ [Chorus] Blue sofa, third floor Say it without helping him Say what happened Without adding “But he was tired” at the end Blue sofa, third floor Leave the explanation where it is Sometimes the truth sounds different When you stop editing it For the person who did it ⸻ [Verse 2] She asked “What did you do next?” I said “I apologised” “For what?” Long pause I looked at the carpet Like maybe the answer Was printed there I couldn’t remember That felt important ⸻ [Pre-Chorus] She asked “What would you tell a friend If she described this?” I hated that question Because I knew immediately ⸻ [Chorus] Blue sofa, third floor Say it without helping him Say what happened Without turning yourself Into the difficult one again Blue sofa, third floor No jury No case Just hearing your own sentences At their actual weight For once ⸻ [Bridge — sparse piano/cello] I thought clarity Would feel dramatic It didn’t It felt like remembering A supermarket receipt A cancelled dinner A door closed too hard Three days of silence Then breakfast like nothing happened One by one They sounded different Because nobody in the room Was asking me To make them smaller ⸻ [Build] She said “You don’t have to decide anything today” And I believed her That was new ⸻ [Final Chorus] Blue sofa, third floor I finally heard myself Not the careful version Not the loyal version Not the one rehearsed for everybody else Blue sofa, third floor I said “I think I’m unhappy” And the room stayed exactly where it was No collapse No punishment No one telling me I’d said it wrong [Sustained belt] Unha-a-a-appy— [Layered harmony release] Just five words Sitting safely In the room ⸻ [Outro — low vocal] Blue sofa. Third floor. Next Thursday Same time.