I met you in the lobby of my ruin where the wallpaper peeled like old apologies you said, “I’m not here to save you” and somehow that felt like a promise the chandelier was coughing up its light and I was practicing being less of a disaster but you walked in like a verdict wearing calm like it was armour and I I’ve been losing games I never meant to enter smiling like the referee is kind but you you moved the pieces without asking and called it mercy, called it design chorus oh you’re a game changer a table-turner, a quiet detonator you rearrange the rules inside my chest and I don’t know what I am anymore, I confess you don’t even raise your voice you just exist and I lose choice oh you’re a game changer and I think I might hate you for it, later I used to think I was a fortress slightly crooked, but defensible now every brick is negotiating with the idea of being touchable you said, “people don’t change, they reveal” like that was supposed to comfort me but I’ve been peeling back my own skin just to see if there’s anything underneath worth keeping there’s a ridiculous tenderness in your violence not cruel, just certain like you’ve read the ending already and decided not to warn me chorus oh you’re a game changer a saint with a gambler’s behaviour you move like consequence in human form and I am weather, and you are storm you don’t even need to try you just arrive and alibis die oh you’re a game changer and I’m losing beautifully to you (bridge spoken, half-smile, half-collapse) I tried to draw the map of you but the ink kept refusing the paper like it knew you weren’t meant to be understood just… endured and isn’t it funny how I used to pray for signs and now I’m praying for silence again because at least silence doesn’t look at me like that (piano gets sharper, almost accusatory) you didn’t break me no, that would be too honest you just leaned slightly on the structure and watched what I was made of decide to leave final chorus oh you’re a game changer a soft-spoken wrecking-ball of behaviour you rewrite the board while I’m still learning names turning safety into a hollow claim you don’t even need to stay you just shift the air and walk away oh you’re a game changer and I was never even in the game, was I? (outro fading, almost amused at its own sadness) so here I am holding the aftermath like a bouquet pretending I meant to lose pretending you didn’t change the rules pretending, most of all that I wasn’t grateful anyway
