[Intro – fingerpicked acoustic guitar (detuned) + subtle vinyl hiss + distant church bell fx] [male vocal – cracked, subdued tone with southern twang] [spoken] sitting here on the midnight train thinking to myself. About your ways , the way you are treating me cause ....... [Verse – classic country + dry vocal mic + mournful pedal steel echo] Your disdain is a cold , cold , cold Sharp knife Cutting through the fabric of my life No shelter for this bitter rain You're not quiet — you're cruel With calculated disdain [Pre-Chorus – hollow upright piano + ghost reverb on vocal + low fiddle] Every glance you throw It burns Like I was never yours at all fuck man why do i care , why do i care [Chorus – gospel-style R&B + slow claps + call & response harmonies (female vox)] Your disdain gives me pain So much pain Like I begged and you looked away Like I ruined your perfect day Your disdain gives me pain So damn cold Like I never deserved to know Why you treat me so damn low oh so damn damn low [Verse 2 – sparse piano + finger slides + vocal mic pushed close, almost whispering] You shrug instead of speak Words don’t come You make me feel like something is wrong with me Like I asked for too much just by breathing Your eyes don’t wander they assess Now don't walk away, don't you fucking walk away [Bridge – blues rock shift: saturated electric guitar, gritty vocal break, biting snare hits] Oh You look right through me... Like I’m not there — like I never was Just a stain a freaking stain on your wall Not even worth a grudge Not even worth goodbye what am i worth ? Let it thaw Let it break You never gave, only learned to fucking take [Chorus – gospel reprise + soaring harmony + harmonium drone + layered anguish in vocals] Your disdain gives me pain So much pain So much pain wow ooohh Like I begged and you looked away Like I ruined your perfect day Your disdain gives me pain So damn cold Like I never deserved to know Why you treat me so fucking low [Outro – vinyl crackle + faded keys + chopped vocal loop] why do you treat me so fucking low ? I really , really don't know this disdain of yours... oh... this disdain of yours... this disdain... of yours... this disdain... of yours... [fades into warm tape hiss and one final Rhodes chord]
