Say It Again

[Dom – low, calm, controlled] Don’t look away. I like it when you try. That fragile little rebellion Burning in your eyes. You shake, but you stand there — Cute. Almost brave. Like you think you’re not already One breath from behaving. [Sub – breathless, defiant but unraveling] I don’t belong to you. You don’t get to decide. You don’t get to crawl inside my head And live there like you hide. You don’t get to smile like that Like you’ve already won. Like I’m some game you’re playing Just for fun. [Dom – amused, colder] Oh, but you love the game. You love the edge of the knife. You love how I say your name Like I’m rewriting your life. I don’t chase. I let you circle back. You always do. You always crack. [Pre-Chorus – overlapping whispers] Dom: Say it again. Sub: Don’t come closer. Dom: Say it again. Sub: I’m not yours. Dom (closer): Then why are you shaking When I’m barely touching the door? [Chorus – dark duet] Dom: You were never afraid of me. You were afraid of how you feel. Sub: I hate how calm you stay While I’m the one who kneels. Dom: I don’t need chains. Sub: You don’t need to. Dom: I just watch. Sub (breaking): And I undo. Both: This isn’t force. This isn’t fate. It’s the hunger we both create. [Verse 2 – more chaotic shift] Sub – softer, unraveling: Why do I wait for your voice at night? Why does silence feel wrong when you’re not inside it? Why does my pulse jump When your shadow moves? You don’t even touch me — And I lose. Dom – colder, obsessive edge creeping in: Because I study what makes you bend. Every pause. Every pretend. Every “no” you wrap in lace Just to see if I’ll give chase. I won’t. I don’t have to. You come back on your own. [Bridge – chaotic, obsessive] Dom (distorted whisper): You think this is control? You think you chose this role? I planted the thought. Watered it slow. Now watch it grow. Sub (breathing uneven): Stop looking at me like that. Dom: Like what? Sub: Like I’m already yours. Dom (smiling in voice): You are. [Break – almost quiet] Sub: Say it softer. Dom: Mine. Sub (shivering): Again. Dom: Mine. [Final Chorus – darker, obsessive crescendo] Dom: You don’t fear the dark — You fear how good it feels. Sub: I hate how I fall apart Every time you’re this still. Dom: Predator patience. Sub: Willing prey. Dom: You test the leash. Sub: I stay. Both (low, intense): This isn’t love. This isn’t sin. It’s the quiet war Under your skin. Dom (final line, cold): Say you’re not mine again. Sub (soft, defeated but wanting): I’m not— Dom (cutting in, whisper): Say it again.