[Intro] [Verse 1] We set the terms before the silence, simple enough to leave alone. No future hiding in the pauses, no debt inside the tone. I liked the way we kept it honest. I meant it when I drew the line. [Refrain] Nothing promised, nothing owed. I signed the release and meant it. That should have been the end. [Verse 2] Later, I am still myself. Hands steady. Voice still mine. Nothing changed enough to name it— then the air moves past my shoulder, and my breath arrives too late. Not a message. Not a memory. Just a trace where your weight used to be. [Refrain] Nothing promised, nothing owed. I signed the release and meant it. Still— the echo knows my skin. [Instrumental Break] [Bridge] I don't need to call you back. I don't need to change the terms. A trace is not testimony. A feeling makes no claim. What I chose is still my choice. What stayed can stay with me. [Refrain] Nothing promised. Nothing owed. Leave the terms exactly where they are. The echo doesn't need a name. [Break] My skin can keep what words let go. [Outro]
