[Intro — low dry chest voice, extremely close] Don’t move. [small inhale] I know you’re looking. [thin airy upper slip] Mm… [Verse 1 — smoky low register, lazy irregular phrasing] I left the light low on purpose I knew exactly where you’d sit You keep your hands folded together Like that makes me forget what you want with them [soft throat catch] Every time I cross the room You find somewhere else to look But you’re always half a second late [voice fractures briefly upward] I know that look [Pre-Chorus — percussion disappears] Stay there Don’t come closer I like the space between us I can hear you trying Not to move [breath catch] Keep doing it [Chorus — enormous sub pulse, low lead with strange airy fractures] Don’t touch me I can feel enough You keep looking Like your eyes have hands That’s close enough Don’t touch me Make the distance work I like watching you behave Like behaving doesn’t hurt [beat cut] Stay still. [Verse 2 — intimate chest voice, swallowed endings] I caught you watching in the mirror While you were pretending not to stare I moved a little slower after Just to see how long you’d leave your hands right there [small mouth click] You haven’t said what you want I don’t need you to Your breathing gives you up Before the rest of you can [thin crooked pitch rise] And I like that [Pre-Chorus — bowed-metal pressure rises] Stay there Don’t explain it You’ll make it less interesting I can tell exactly When you want to move [long pause] Don’t. [Chorus — thicker bass, brief dissonant ghost double] Don’t touch me I can feel enough You keep looking Like your eyes have hands That’s close enough [airy head-voice fracture] Don’t touch me Make the distance work I like watching you behave Like behaving doesn’t hurt [Breakdown — drums vanish, dry vocal inches from mic] You could make this easier Don’t. [low chest voice] I don’t want easy I want that little pause Before you remember yourself [thin trembling upper slip] I want you thinking about it [long silence] Keep your hands Exactly where they are [sub-bass suction drop] [Final Chorus — increasingly unstable register shifts] Don’t touch me I can feel enough You keep looking Like your eyes have hands That’s close enough Don’t touch me Make the distance work I like watching you behave [voice bends sharply upward, then falls into chest] Like behaving doesn’t hurt [beat cut] Stay still [whisper-low] You’re doing so good [Outro — detuned organ, irregular breath] Don’t move… [airy broken sustain] Mm… I know you’re looking.
