Piano Under My Ribs (wersja 2)

Verse

Warm keys spill through the smoke and the low red light

Your collarbone catches a thin gold stripe

Loop comes round like it knows my name

Same four chords, doing it again

Pre-Chorus

Do you feel it climb where the bassline hides

Is it the chord, or the way you breathe beside

Chorus

Piano under my ribs

Playing soft where the silence lives

Piano under my ribs

Nobody's touching, but something gives

Verse

Your fingers tap on the rim of your glass

Half a beat behind, like you're holding back

Crowd folds in but the space stays true

A held breath between me and you

Pre-Chorus

Do we name it, or let the low end decide

Is it the chord, or the pull in your eyes

Chorus

Piano under my ribs

Playing soft where the silence lives

Piano under my ribs

Nobody's touching, but something gives

Bridge

The track drops out, just breath and heat

Your shadow slides an inch toward me

No chord to hide behind, no beat to lead

Hands still don't reach, but something's freed

Chorus

Piano under my ribs

Playing soft where the silence lives

Piano under my ribs

Nobody's touching, but something gives