You like that I don’t need you, you hate that I don’t fold.
You want me unpredictable — but never out of hold.
I walk past slow on purpose let the silence do the work
He’s holding his breath again - baby, that’s gonna hurt.
You hate when I cry, but you hate when I don’t care
You say I drive you crazy — I say “you’re already there”
Oh, lover, don’t run — just say you can’t handle that
You wanted devotion, not a heart that fights back.
I can’t keep falling just to save your pride,
You love me loud, then run and hide.
Thought you were my home, turns out it’s just your habit
Tell me — is this love or just control dressed like magic?
I can’t keep falling just to save your pride,
You love me loud, then run and hide.
Thought you were my home, turns out it’s just your habit
Tell me — is this love or just control dressed like magic?
Your hands on the wheel at the end of my street
You're praying for rain just to hear me speak.
You circle the block like a shark in the deep
I leave the door cracked, enough to hear you creep.
You always go calm, right before the hit—
That quiet tone that says, “I’m done with this.”
And I hate that I care, hate that it shows,
Hate that my chest tightens every time you go cold.
I can’t keep falling just to save your pride,
You love me loud, then run and hide.
Thought you were my home, turns out it’s just your habit
Tell me — is this love or just control dressed like magic?
I can’t keep falling just to save your pride,
You love me loud, then run and hide.
Thought you were my home, turns out it’s just your habit
Tell me — is this love or just control dressed like magic?
You want me to notice
You need me to know this
The way your hands shake
When I say your name
Tell me I’m mistaken
Then tell me why your goodbye
Always sounds half-shaken
I can’t keep falling just to save your pride,
You love me loud, then run and hide.
Thought you were my home, turns out it’s just your habit
Tell me — is this love or just control dressed like magic?
I can’t keep falling just to save your pride,
You love me loud, then run and hide.
Thought you were my home, turns out it’s just your habit
Tell me — is this love or just control dressed like magic?