

Prompt / Lyrics
INTRO (spoken, dry) > You think silence gon’ hurt me… I was raised in it. --- HOOK A (airy, doubled) > You give me the silent treatment, thinkin’ I’ll break But I’m numb to the quiet, I don’t feel that ache You slam doors, I just lock mine too You don’t talk, I just ghost right through You give me the silent treatment, but baby, I’m still We both tryna win a war that got no real kill You want pain— I bring peace that’s cold And silence the only thing we both still hold --- VERSE 1 (intimate, close-mic) > You leave texts on read, I leave you on seen You post quotes online, I know what they mean You wait for me to beg, I wait for you to fold We both too proud to let our hands get cold You put on makeup, go out with your friends I pour up liquor, write songs with loose ends You want me to chase— I want you to speak But we both play roles that don’t make us weak I ain’t callin’ ’cause I hate bein’ tested You ain’t answerin’ ’cause you know I’m invested The truth is, silence just make me strong But we both lose every time it lasts too long --- HOOK A (repeat, add low harmony) > You give me the silent treatment, thinkin’ I’ll break… (repeat full) --- VERSE 2 (more melodic, soft falsetto tails) > We ain’t talkin’ but the walls still hear Footsteps in the kitchen— that’s how I know you near You still make your tea, I still roll my smoke We pass twice tonight, not a word we spoke I know you mad— your eyes don’t lie But you love the game, and so do I We keep score with the love we deny First one to speak gotta bury their pride --- BRIDGE (beat drops to pads; long verbs) > I can match your silence, match your cold But deep down, girl, I just want hold My pride loud— but my love loud too I just don’t know which one to choose --- HOOK B (FINAL — lift; stack harmonies + adlibs) > You give me the silent treatment, thinkin’ I’ll break I’m numb to the quiet, I don’t feel that ache (no I don’t) You slam doors— I lock mine too You don’t talk— I ghost right through (right through) You give me the silent treatment, but baby, I’m still We both tryna win a war with no real kill If you want peace, I’ll drop my sword Say one word… and I’m at your door --- OUTRO (whisper, dry) > You hear that? That’s us— saying everything without a word.
Tags
F# Min, 86 BPM, 4/4, dark rnb/ trap-soul, male
3:35
No
8/10/2025