Tell Me A Story

[Verse 1]
She pouring something in her cup again
Laughing too loud with her nervous grin
Eyes on her phone, but she peeking up
Swears she fine, just “topping off” her buzz
Red lips on a plastic rim
Shot hits quick, now she talkin’ slick
Says, “I don’t even like this taste
I just hate how my hands shake when they in my space”
[Pre-Chorus]
She don’t wanna feel strange in her own skin
Says, “I’m cooler when the room start spinnin’”
Every hug, every look, every slow dance
Feels easier with a drink in her hand
[Chorus]
She say, “Tell me a story
Make it loud, make it wild, make it wash over me
Tell me a story
Till the room stop staring and I feel like I’m free
Tell me a story
Let it run, let it run, drown the noise in my head
Tell me a story
’Cause I don’t wanna feel so weird instead”
[Verse 2]
Backseat ride, she on that rant
Says every boy just wanna see her bent
Plays it cool, plays the clown in the chat
Then she ghost, hide away, double back
Leans in close when the bottle low
Whispers, “Think I’m different when I let it flow”
I see the girl underneath that show
Knees pulled tight in an oversized coat
[Pre-Chorus]
She don’t wanna feel small in the spotlight
So she chasin’ that blur, that soft light
Every joke, every touch, every bold text
Built on sips and a rush in her chest
[Chorus]
She say, “Tell me a story
Make it loud, make it wild, make it wash over me
Tell me a story
Till the room stop staring and I feel like I’m free
Tell me a story
Let it run, let it run, drown the noise in my head
Tell me a story
’Cause I don’t wanna feel so weird instead”
[Bridge]
[low vocal register]
What if you stayed
Just the way you are
Bare face, clear veins
In the back of my car
[spoken, soft]
You don’t need that burn to be brave with me
[melodic]
Every word that you say hits the same on me
Every crack in your voice like a symphony
[crescendo]
One day you’ll say, “I’m a story too”
No mix, no mask, just the honest you
[Chorus]
[Chorus]

rap, Moody melodic trap-pop with male vocals; swung hats and deep sub bass under half-sung, half-rapped verses. Hook explodes with stacked autotuned harmonies and a bright top-line, pads blooming on the downbeat. Sparse keys in the verses leave room for intimate storytelling, then 808s and wide synths lift the chorus, with ad-libs echoing the title line., pop, beats