Teto Took Over My Sketchbook

[Verse 1] I left a pencil on the desk, came back and it had moved Red twin-tails in the margins, now the whole page had her groove She showed up in the clutter, in the scrape of a half-cut chord In the ink stains on my knuckles, in the silence before I spoke My little plans were paper-thin, her shadow pressed them flat Every half-made line I trusted, she rewrote them right back Now my sketchbook’s breathing heavy, like it learned my name by heart And I’m laughing while I’m losing every clean little part [Pre-Chorus] I tried to keep it simple, I tried to keep it small But she keeps on growing taller than the walls Every note I chase down turns and looks at me Like, “You really thought you were the one in control of me?” [Chorus] Teto, Teto, she took over my head Soft as a secret, then she kicked in the thread Teto, Teto, I’m under her spell One little whisper and the whole thing fell, fell, fell I said “stay small,” but she said “come close” Now she’s the shape of the songs I chose Teto, Teto, she took over my head Soft as a secret, then she kicked in the thread [Verse 2] There’s a cardboard crown in the corner, and it’s starting to shine Every rough draft in the trash bin got up and fell in line She’s in the hand-me-down hoodie, in the soda-ringed page In the busted little chorus I keep trying to cage My focus is a barn door in a wind that won’t behave She walks through it like a headline, like she owns the place I made And the more I try to name it, the more it slips my grip Like a train made out of glitter tearing through my lip [Pre-Chorus] I tried to keep it simple, I tried to keep it small But she keeps on growing taller than the walls Every note I chase down turns and looks at me Like, “You really thought you were the one in control of me?” [Chorus] Teto, Teto, she took over my head Soft as a secret, then she kicked in the thread Teto, Teto, I’m under her spell One little whisper and the whole thing fell, fell, fell I said “stay small,” but she said “come close” Now she’s the shape of the songs I chose Teto, Teto, she took over my head Soft as a secret, then she kicked in the thread [Bridge] [Half-time, voices fraying at the edges] If I let go, she gets louder If I hold on, she pulls the tower I built this room, she changed the weather Now every broken piece fits better Teto, don’t leave, don’t leave, don’t leave You’re the storm and the relief [Chorus] Teto, Teto, she took over my head Soft as a secret, then she kicked in the thread Teto, Teto, I’m under her spell One little whisper and the whole thing fell, fell, fell I said “stay small,” but she said “come close” Now she’s the shape of the songs I chose Teto, Teto, she took over my head Soft as a secret, then she kicked in the thread [Outro] My little plans were paper-thin Now they burn with her grin Teto, Teto I let her in