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Kayla (Your Still Here?) x2

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[Verse 1] She signed a contract after date number two Faced my ex like “Hi! I’m better than you” She measured the room like a crime scene tech Twelve inches from the heater — what the heck She tested the water, the paint, the floor Held me down when I cried on the bathroom door Wiped me clean when I lost control Still kissed my face like “you’re beautiful” [Pre-Chorus] You let me rant about ghosts and Jeff You let me spiral and scream and guess You watched me cry when *you* had surgery Girl, are you legally allowed to be this holy? [Chorus] KAYLA, KAYLA! You cleaned my mess and called me a king KAYLA, KAYLA! You got rabies shots for my mental swings You feed me snacks while I question my life And let me call you weird stuff (but still my wife) I love you so freakin’ much I could scream You’re my chaos nurse in a lucid dream [Verse 2] You took me to my ex’s place, like... what? Said “I got you, babe” — girl, that cut You let me talk about other girls And still tell me I’m your whole world You tossed out your life ‘cause I feared a bat Moved houses while I wore a winter hat You watched me break, then stitched me up Made me feel okay when I felt stuck [Pre-Chorus] You sit through rants about Mew and pain You laugh when I scream at invisible rain You joined my fixations like it was a sport Girl, your patience should be in a report [Chorus] KAYLA, KAYLA! You wiped me down and still kissed my face KAYLA, KAYLA! You tested paint like it was toxic space You sat through my poop and existential dread Still held me close and tucked me in bed I love you so freakin’ much it’s wild You’re my nurse, my queen, my inner child [Bridge – breakdown-style] You’re the plug to my outlet The lead test to my faucet The vaccine to my fear The chaos whisperer near You don’t just stay — you *run toward the fire* Even when I’m gross, petty, or tired If there’s a heaven, you built it here In a blanket fort with snacks and fear [Final Chorus – scream it like it’s gospel] KAYLA, KAYLA! You clean my wounds and feed me fries KAYLA, KAYLA! You believe my bat-related lies You’re the reason I’m still alive And still the reason I’m this messed-up guy I love you more than I hate the sun You’re my one, my one, my chaotic one