Say It to My Face

[Verse 1]
You smile at me in daylight
Then twist it in the dark
You turn my truth to tall tales
Like speaking’s just a sport
Not a scar
[Pre-Chorus]
You dress your stories in sugar
Hope I taste them
Play along
But I’ve been choking on rumors
Now I’m done staying calm (yeah)
[Chorus]
Why you lying on my name like that
Turn my silence into your soundtrack
Every word you bend cuts deep
But I won’t bleed for your crowd
For your crowd
If you’re gonna speak on me
Better say it to my face
Say it loud
Why you lying on my name like that
I won’t bleed for your crowd
For your crowd
[Verse 2]
You laugh it off in whispers
Call it harmless
Call it small
But every little half-truth
Stacks heavy like a brick in a wall
[Pre-Chorus]
You spin your stories in circles
Till you start to trust your own
But when it’s finally quiet
You still stand there alone (oh)
[Chorus]
Why you lying on my name like that
Turn my silence into your soundtrack
Every word you bend cuts deep
But I won’t bleed for your crowd
For your crowd
If you’re gonna speak on me
Better say it to my face
Say it loud
Why you lying on my name like that
I won’t bleed for your crowd
For your crowd
[Bridge]
I’m done being your alibi
For the parts of you you try to hide
You can throw my image in the fire
But you’ll still wake up with the same old spite
[Chorus]
Why you lying on my name like that
Turn my silence into your soundtrack
Every word you bend cuts deep
But I won’t bleed for your crowd
For your crowd (no more)
If you’re gonna speak on me
Better say it to my face
Say it loud (say it loud)
Why you lying on my name like that
I won’t bleed for your crowd
For your crowd

pop, Moody future bass ballad with male vocals, glassy synth pads and filtered keys. Verses stay sparse with subby low-end swells; pre-chorus adds distant vocal chops and rising sidechain tension. Chorus hits with wide detuned leads, bright top-line harmonies, and a swinging, half-time groove. Subdued first hook, then a more charged repeat with ad-lib stacks and a soaring final refrain., slow