[Intro — distant vocal, filtered synth] No. Don't look at me like that. There's nothing here. There can't be. [Verse 1] You don't belong in rooms like mine, That's what they'd say, so I draw the line. Different doors, different side of town, I wear the name, you wear it down. I know the rules, I know my place, I know the whispers I'd have to face. So when they ask, I laugh it away— You? Please. Not in a million days. [Pre-Chorus — tension building] But why do I know when you walk in? Why does the whole damn room go thin? Why do I feel you without a touch? Why does "nothing" hurt this much? [DROP / Chorus] You're below my name— But under my skin. I won't let you out, I won't let you in. They'd tear me apart If they knew what I hide. So I call it nothing— Nothing. Nothing. Nothing. [Chopped vocal] No-thing— No-thing— Why does nothing hurt? [Verse 2] I could have anyone they'd approve, Perfect manners, polished shoes. Someone proper, someone safe, Someone everybody says I should crave. Then you lean close, say something low, And every bit of good sense goes. I turn away before you see How badly you're getting to me. [Pre-Chorus] Don't say my name like you know it. Don't make me want you to show it. Don't stand there looking right through Every lie I tell about you. [DROP / Chorus — heavier] You're below my name— But under my skin. I swear I don't want you— Say it again. I don't. I don't. I DON'T— [Beat cuts] ...Then why does it hurt? [Massive Drop] TO WANT YOU. TO HIDE YOU. TO NEED YOU. DENY YOU. Too low for the crowd, Too close to my heart. I keep us divided— It's tearing me apart. [Bridge — stripped, almost whispered] Maybe I'm cruel. Maybe I'm scared. Maybe I hate how much I care. Because if nobody watched, If nobody knew, If there were no names between me and you... [Silence] Would I still say no? [Final Drop] You're below my name— But under my skin. And every time I deny you, You dig deeper in. Let the whole world talk, Let them call it a crime— I can lie to the population... But I can't lie to myself Every time. [Outro — distorted vocal fading] There's nothing here... Nothing here... Nothing— Why does nothing hurt this much?
