Screaming Through the Silence

[Verse 1]
Room still smells like your shampoo
Ghosts folded in the laundry pile
Your note’s still on the table
Yeah
I’ve read it like a hundred times
Every line a quiet knife
Cut by my own hand
I built these empty evenings
Brick by silent brick
[Chorus]
I’m screaming through the silence I created
Bleeding out in a bed that I made
Stuck between missing you
And hating every move I ever made
I’m choking on the words I never gave you
Every echo hits me like a fist in the chest
I’m screaming through the silence I created
And I can’t forgive myself for this
[Verse 2]
Phone face down on the counter
I still stare like it might light up
Replay every stupid moment
Where I shut you down
Tried to act tough
You were reaching
I was retreating
Turned my back and called it space
Now the walls are getting closer
With your name carved in the paint
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
[low vocal register] Did you cry in the car
Outside our place
While I sat inside
Pretending you were safe?
[crescendo] If I break every mirror
Would it change who I’ve been
Or just give me more angles
To see what I did?
[Chorus]

rock, Moody modern alt-rock, male vocals. Low, tense guitars in the verses over a slow, pulsing rhythm, bass pressed right up against a tight kick. Choruses explode with detuned power chords, wide distorted stacks, and big, roomy drums; vocal goes from low mutter to full-throated belt with gang shouts on key lines. Bridge drops to almost nothing—bass drone, spare toms—then surges back into the final hook with feedback and held-out crash cymbals., moody