[Spoken Intro – raspy, muttered like an old scar being touched] They said time heals. But no one ever told the hook. [Verse 1 – soft, smoky piano, slow slide guitar crawling] She left me a note and a song half-sung, The kind you hum when your heart’s been hung. She kissed like guilt and she ran like need— And I never pulled it out... so the hook still bleeds. [Chorus – hoarse, melodic, simple descending melody] The hook still bleeds where the pain got smart, Right through the bone and into the art. I don't forget—I just don’t scream. It hums like a prayer at the edge of a dream. [Verse 2 – more melodic, stronger groove] It hums like a prayer at the edge of a dream, Where the light’s too low and the sins still gleam. She laughed when she left, said “this one's yours,” And I bled in a rhythm behind closed doors. [Chorus – repeat with slight lyrical shift] The hook still bleeds where the soul won’t mend, Right through the chords and out through the end. I don’t forget—I just play along, In the quiet between what’s right and wrong. [Bridge – nearly whispered, organ swelling beneath] Every man’s got a truth he never tells. Mine plays in the key of the deepest wells. I never pulled it free… Didn’t want to know what else would come loose. [Final Chorus – slowest, cracked voice, final line soft as breath] The hook still bleeds where the hurt won’t fade, A song I didn’t choose, but somehow made. And I’ll hum it still when they drop that lid… Soft as the lie that she never did.
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