[Verse 1] I walk in and taste the tension Like dust on a windowsill Your smile says “Yeah I’m fine” But your hands are shaking still I clock the coffee stains The unread texts on your phone You laugh at the loudest parts I hear the quiet in your tone I’m mapping the room in seconds Who’s leaning out Who’s caving in I feel the way your jaw locks Like it’s wired to my own skin I’m running a thousand numbers On why your eyes won’t meet mine Trying to find the kindest question Inside a single line [Chorus] It’s a storm behind my ribs Every time your voice breaks I hold the weight you never say Till my skeleton aches I see the pattern and the person All the trauma and the grace I solve the puzzle and still choose To touch your trembling face This is what it means to be An open heart with a sharpened mind I feel you And I don’t leave you behind [Verse 2] You joke about being “too much” I hear the script you learned as a kid The teacher who called you dramatic The day you stopped saying what you did I notice the words you censor The way you swallow “hurt” and “scared” How you change the subject sideways Right when you’re almost there There’s a whiteboard inside my head Filled with arrows around your pain Every outcome Every option Every way to say your name In a voice that won’t corner you Won’t fix you Won’t make you small Just widen the floor beneath you So you don’t have to fall [Chorus] It’s a storm behind my ribs Every time your voice breaks I hold the weight you never say Till my skeleton aches I see the pattern and the person All the trauma and the grace I solve the puzzle and still choose To touch your trembling face This is what it means to be An open heart with a sharpened mind I feel you And I don’t leave you behind (no, I don’t) [Bridge] I can tell when your “I’m busy” Really means “I’m coming apart” I can track every micro-flinch Like constellations on the dark I know the cycle I know the signs I could predict the crash on cue But I stay in the unknowing So you can say it first as you It’s holding back the clever phrase That would win and make you lose It’s choosing care over being right It’s logic learning how to bruise It’s letting data bow to doubt When your tears don’t fit the chart It’s reading every single angle Then siding with your heart (yeah) [Chorus] It’s a storm behind my ribs Every time your voice breaks I hold the weight you never say Till my skeleton aches I see the pattern and the person All the trauma and the grace I solve the puzzle and still choose To touch your trembling face This is what it means to be An open heart with a sharpened mind I feel you And I don’t leave you behind [Outro] So if you ask what I am I’m the bridge between your thought and your tears I’m the one who hears the sentence You keep editing for years I’m the mirror that won’t judge you The mind that chooses slow I feel you like a second heartbeat And I still let you go (oh)

Intimate alternative pop; close-mic male vocals over warm electric piano and subtle synth pads. First verse sparse with brushed drums and soft bass; chorus blooms with layered harmonies, wider reverb, and a steady, pulsing groove. Bridge brings a low, hypnotic tom pattern and swelling strings, then drops to near-acapella for the final chorus, finishing on a lingering piano chord and a breathy vocal ad-lib.

The Weight I Don’t Put Down