# NOTHING PERSONAL [Intro – FEMALE, low chest voice, half-spoken; final word falls into vocal fry] Nothing personal... I just like myself more now. [Pause.] [MALE – deep, dry, almost deadpan] Good. [Beat.] --- [Verse 1 – FEMALE, low smoky alto; phrases slightly late, clipped consonants, swallowed endings] You said I changed. Yeah. Probably true. Got tired of shrinking every time I walked into the room. Used to turn the volume down so nobody felt uncomfortable. Now I say what I mean... [Micro-pause.] and leave it there. Phone face down. Keys in my hand. Walked out into the night without a second plan. Funny how the air gets lighter when you stop explaining yourself. [MALE – low shadow] Yourself... --- [Pre-Chorus – FEMALE speech-to-song; MALE answers dryly; violin rises] [Female] No hard feelings. [Male] No big scene. [Female] No point making— [Male] —more of it than it needs to be. [Female] Keep your version. [Male] Keep mine. [Both – staggered timing] Keep mine... --- [Chorus – FEMALE suddenly flips to clear upper register; MALE remains low; low octave shadow underneath key words] [Female] **Nothing personal...** [Male] Nothing personal. [Female – stretched vowel, delayed consonant] I just like myself... [Male] More now. [Both] Nothing personal. I don't need your permission anyhow. No goodbye. No second chance. No looking back to see who understands. [Female – airy ghost] More now... --- [Verse 2 – MALE lead, half-sung FAST rhythmic delivery; dry, clipped, slightly amused] Keep your advice. Keep your rules. Keep that little list of what I'm supposed to do. Spent too long making myself fit. Saying “maybe” when I already knew it was it. Now I take the long way. Phone on mute. Wear what I want. Say what I mean. [Pause.] Nothing left to prove. [Female – soft, teasing] Nothing left? [Male] Not to you. [Female] Good. [Male – tiny laugh] Exactly. --- [Pre-Chorus 2 – voices overlap; FEMALE enters early, MALE late; violin swell] [Male] No hard feelings. [Female] No big scene. [Male] Keep your version. [Female] I'll keep mine. [Both – overlapping] Keep mine... Keep mine... --- [Chorus 2 – tighter, wider; high female / low male contrast] [Female] **Nothing personal...** [Male] Nothing personal. [Both] I just like myself more now. [Female] No goodbye. [Male] No second chance. [Both] No looking back. [Female – breathy ghost] More now... [Male] More now. --- [Bridge – almost silent; FEMALE low and fragile, then clean high flip] [Female – almost spoken] Maybe I was scared... being myself would cost me everybody. [Electric violin answers with one exposed phrase.] [Male – low, intimate] Maybe I was scared I'd never find anybody... who stayed. [Silence.] [Female – breath catch] Turns out... [Male] The right ones... [Both – staggered, then aligned] Never asked us... to disappear. [Shared breath.] --- [Final Chorus – widest contrast; FEMALE alternates low chest voice and high clean tone; MALE grows into melodic harmony] [Half-bar silence.] [Female – low] Nothing personal... [Male] Nothing personal. [Both – sudden clean opening] I just like myself more now. [Female] Nothing personal... [Male] I can finally hear myself somehow. [Both] No big speech. No perfect end. Just us... choosing us again. [Half-bar drop.] [Female – direct, low] Nothing personal. [Male] Nothing personal. [Both – full hook] I just like myself... [Beat returns.] **MORE NOW.** [Soft group response] More now... [Female – smiling, intimate] That's all. [Male] That's enough. [Both – almost whispered] Nothing personal. --- [Outro – FEMALE close mic, falling pitch; MALE distant low response] [Female] I just like myself more now. [Pause.] [Male – quiet laugh] Yeah. You do.
