[Intro – chitarra pulita con chorus che arpeggia due accordi, piano lontano, nessuna batteria, basso che entra dopo quattro battute] [Verse 1 – voce stanca, quasi parlata, batteria spazzolata appena accennata] In the end you always slip away, even on the day that mattered. It’s exhausting, this endless game, never a break, never a pause, always something breaking me down. Not even a moment, not even a little lift, not even room to breathe, not even peace. [Pre-Chorus – entra il Mellotron, la batteria si fa più presente, chitarra che sale] What do you want from me? Why am I never getting it right? I try, I say I try, but it’s never enough. [Chorus – muro di chitarre, tom pesanti e lenti, voce più piena ma sempre stanca] So tell me, what do you expect of me? That I love this chaos forever? You say there’s no problem while I clean up every mess. And maybe I’m better off alone, ’cause at least the silence doesn’t scold me. [Verse 2 – di nuovo scarno, solo chitarra pulita, piano e basso] My birthday ended with me driving you home, ’cause being with me felt like too much. Well, that says it all. I’m tired of tiptoeing, tired of paying for breathing wrong, tired of playing the villain in a story I never wrote. [Pre-Chorus – come il primo, con archi in più] What do you want from me? Why am I always the broken one? I bend, you never yield, and when you do, it’s just to turn away. [Chorus – più aperto, chitarre doppiate, voce raddoppiata sull’ultima frase] So tell me, what do you expect from me now? That I keep loving this struggle forever? You say it’s all in my head while I count every step. And maybe I’m better off alone, ’cause at least the silence doesn’t leave a mark. [Bridge – tutto cala, solo basso e un accordo di chitarra pulita, voce parlata, fredda, senza vibrato] I really don’t need this. Not tonight. Not again. I’m not asking for much, just a moment of peace, just not to be punished for trying. [Pausa – mezza battuta di silenzio, poi un solo colpo di tom] [Outro – sussurrato, amaro, solo chitarra pulita e piano lontano, archi che si spengono] Yeah… I’m fine alone. Better alone than with someone who takes me apart every time. [Fine – ultimo accordo che risuona, fruscio, fade lento]
