6. SPLIT (Lovers)— Lyrics
Sneak peak the album as it’s being written. Some songs streaming, the rest wait until April.
“Choice isn’t what or who—
it’s between you and you.”
THE LOVERS — REVERSED
Intro
I used to think love was conducting,
maybe it’s a conversation I keep interrupting.
Crow says—“Pick a self, any self.”
I nod, halfway gone.
Ghost laughs—“You first.” I’m on the shelf.
Prayed for wings,
panicked when the ground fell.
Love leans left, loss leans right,
I am the lovers’ split.
Verse 1
Not tired from doing too much —
more from doing everything half-touched.
Clean when I’m angry — easier to fix,
TV on so thoughts don’t mix.
Read texts twice — look for what I missed,
watch who they look at,
pretend I don’t exist.
Jealousy is logic — “I knew it, I knew it.”
I don’t shout, I collect clues.
Empathy erases me.
Hope is embarrassing —
rage is railing; climb to see.
One hand on the door
in case the past finds key.
I’ll be whoever they need me to be.
Crow says:
“Choice isn’t what or who—
it’s between you and you.”
Pre-Chorus
Ghost says, “I’ll never fit in.”
I test for safety — trauma steps in.
Crow says, “Your life’s a rerun.”
“I just like knowing when it’s coming undone.”
Each thought’s a seed or a snare I spin.
Split learns not to worship what kept it in.
Chorus
Lovers split — one’s fear, one’s wish.
One wants calm, one loves conflict.
Love me, leave me, I exist between.
Commitment itches where comfort is.
Shapeshifter split — don’t know who deserves,
the self I serve, or the self I swerve.
Lovers split — half allowing, half afraid.
Lovers split — I reach, then barricade.
Verse 2
Buy candles I never light — I’ll relax one day.
Stay up late rewriting what I meant to say.
Ask, “you okay?” but I mean, “am I safe?”
Keep receipts on kindness — in case I’m tried.
Love turns to math, fear amplifies.
I love the idea of you.
Crow hums, “Grief’s just comfort you reuse.”
I’m loyal till I’m cornered, honest till I’m bored.
Chemistry out of conflict — it lasts more.
Keep testing for safety — more trauma steps in.
Truth is — I panic when someone commits.
Crow laughs, “You keep dating your yesterdays.”
It’s not finding the one that remains,
“Become the one who stays.”
I was never divided — just afraid
to bury the dream I’d already made.
Pre-Chorus
Ghost says, “I’ll never fit in.”
I test for safety — trauma steps in.
Crow says, “Your life’s a rerun.”
“I just like knowing when it’s coming undone.”
Each thought’s a seed or a snare I spin.
Split learns not to worship what kept it in.
Chorus
Lovers split — one’s my fear, one’s my wish.
Lovers split — one’s fear, one’s wish.
One wants calm, one loves conflict.
Love me, leave me, I exist between.
Commitment itches where comfort is.
Shapeshifter split — don’t know who deserves,
the self I serve, or the self I swerve.
Lovers split — half allowing, half afraid.
Lovers split — I reach, then barricade.
Bridge
Teach me the taste of wrong
so I can crave want.
I forgive the fear — it meant I was near.
Split’s not the scar, it’s the seam.
Union was always waiting between.
Chorus
Lovers split — one’s fear, one’s wish.
One wants calm, one loves conflict.
Love me, leave me, I exist between.
Commitment itches where comfort is.
Shapeshifter split — don’t know who deserves,
the self I serve, or the self I swerve.
Lovers split — half allowing, half afraid.
Lovers split — I reach, then barricade.
Outro
When pain rings — it’s you, calling you.
To live is to choose.
Gate sealed, the day is new.
Funeral continues.
The next ghost rides.
