Don’t Call It Love

(Style: Dark dance-pop with art-pop flair at a tense midtempo pulse, trap drums and sub-bass driving dark rap verses into bright chant hooks; verses stay clipped and close-mic with autotune sheen, pre-chorus opens into stacked falsetto and breathy doubles, chorus explodes with gang vocals and pitch-shifted ad-libs, reversed swells, and sparkly stutter FX bridge the drops; final chorus adds bigger harmonies and distorted kick. Bright, glossy, claustrophobic mix., rap, male vocals, bright, pop, Angry Grunge, strings)

Verse 1

You showed up when it suited you.

Left when it didn’t.

Simple.

I kept calling it care.

You let me.

That’s on both of us.

Pre-Chorus

But don’t rewrite it now

Like it meant more somehow

Chorus

Don’t call it love

Not when you didn’t stay

Not when you turned away

Like I was nothing to you

Don’t dress it up

Don’t make it soft and clean

It wasn’t what you mean

So don’t call it love

Verse 2

You liked me better quiet.

Easier to handle.

Smaller.

I see it now.

Too late, but clear.

You never really held me here.

Pre-Chorus

You don’t get to rename it

Just because it ended

Chorus

Don’t call it love

Not when you checked out first

Not when I did all the work

While you just drifted through

Don’t call it love

It sounds wrong on your tongue

Like something you never won

So don’t call it love

Bridge

Say what it was.

Be honest once.

Don’t turn it into

Something it wasn’t.

Final Chorus

Don’t call it love

It wasn’t even close

Just something I almost

Believed from you

Don’t call it love

Not after all of this

Not after what it is

So don’t call it love