Dark pulsing synth, echoing vocal fragments, a chopped hint of “the idea of you.”
You say I don’t know you, like the months were a dream
Like every late-night message was a trick on a screen
You rewrite our story with fear as your ink
But I witnessed it daily, so don’t even think
I’ll let you change the record and tell me a lie
I was here every step, it’s too late to hide
This is more than you’re admitting to yourself
Let me say it now, I decide for myself
I can fight off the world, don’t make me fight you
If you ever step up, you know who I choose
Don't tell me I'm wrong
When I'm speaking the truth
I know the man that you are
Not the idea of you
Mostly instrumental freefall; distorted bass, heavy pulse, sharp percussion, and chopped vocal echoes.
Smoke and mirrors, you try to hide
But I see you now, I’m clear-eyed
All your sleight of hand can’t make this less real
Can’t pull a trick and tell me how to feel
Don’t wrap your lie in pretty protection
Like I won’t notice the misdirection
Don’t canonize your cowardice
And call it saving me
Don’t close the door I opened
Then pretend you lost the key
Don't tell me I'm wrong
When I'm speaking the truth
I know the man that you are
Not the idea of you
Bigger, heavier, more unstable drop; stronger bass distortion and more dramatic vocal chops.
I don’t want a martyr, I just need a man
I’m not made of paper, I’m not made of glass
Don’t call yourself poison and make that my cage
I said what I wanted, you don’t get a say
Done with this farce, your weaponized doubt
I’m still standing here, and I’m calling you out
Don't tell me I'm wrong
When I'm speaking the truth
I know the man that you are
Not the idea of you
No more ghosts in the doorway
No more vanishing proof
I know what I want
and I know that it’s you
Not warning, not shadow
Not a lie in your place
I know the man that you are
Not the idea of you
