The Language We Borrowed

{clean electric guitar with subtle vibrato} {rhythmic acoustic piano chords introduce the

key} {warm analog bass

enters, dynamic 98 BPM groove}

You said I was deflecting

I said you lacked the space to hold my truth

You called it

emotional flooding

I called it finally telling you the proof

We used to fight with feelings Now we fight with words we

found online

Every argument has a diagnosis

Every hurt becomes a sign {intimate and conversational vocals} We borrowed all

this language

But forgot how to say what's real

We sound so educated now

But none of it is what we feel {vocals rising with controlled

anger} I told you that you triggered me

You said I was projecting on your past

I sent you someone's post about attachment

You sent me one about the narcissist mask

We used to just be angry

Honest, ugly, loud and true

Now every sentence has a footnote

And I don't hear me

and I don't hear you

(ooh) {bitter delivery yielding to vulnerability} We borrowed all this language

But forgot how to say what's real

We sound so educated now

But none of it is what we feel {intense emotional

delivery}

What if I just said I'm scared

Without a theory wrapped around it

What if you just said it hurts

Without a term to make it sound right {music dials back,

intimate piano and voice only} Let's give the language back tonight

And say the ugly honest thing

I don't need you to be my textbook

I need you to be listening

{climax of honest emotional release} {clean electric guitar melody gently fading} {soft

piano chords holding the final C minor chord} {drums settle to a

soft,

single cymbal tap} {warm

bass hums

and fades}