Kryptonite

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[Verse 1] I met you through a damaged car, thought I'd leave it there, keep work as work. Then somehow paperwork turned into talking, and talking turned into wanting more. The next day i came with a new car for you On your Door. “Is It Really You?” played in the background, while something changed between me and you. I kissed you, pulled you closer, and for once I didn't need to know what this would turn into. We slept together that first night, but that's not what kept you in my head. It was everything around it— the things we did, the things we said. [Pre-Chorus] I wanted days with you without the bedroom, wanted drives, conversations, wasted time. I made plans inside a life already too full, then watched my work steal every night. And I wondered if you'd think I just didn't care enough to try. [Chorus] You're my kryptonite, you found the man beneath the fight. I'm used to being in control, but somehow you got somewhere no one goes. I can take the lead, I can tell you what I want, but with you I showed the side of me I usually keep locked up. And you, so strong when the world can see, somehow trusted enough to let go with me. Maybe that's why I run sometimes. You're my kryptonite. [Verse 2] I thought we understood each other, thought the space between us had become our own. Then I learned I wasn't the only one and hated how much it got under my skin. I could've said, "Fuck, this actually hurts." Could've admitted I wanted more than I had claimed. Instead I pulled back, let pride do the talking and pretended distance felt the same. But I never really stayed away. [Verse 3] Then I saw you again, just a meeting, just money changing hands. Nothing romantic was supposed to happen, nothing complicated was in the plans. But then you were standing there in front of me and every boundary disappeared. I couldn't keep my hands away from you, like all that distance had never been there. We'd only slept together twice, but my body remembered everything. That's the thing about you— it was never the amount of nights, it was what you did to me in between. [Chorus] You're my kryptonite, you found the cracks beneath my pride. I can be dominant, take control, but you made me want to drop the armor too. And somehow we switch without deciding— sometimes I take the lead, sometimes you're the one who sees straight through me. You let yourself soften in my hands, while somehow making me softer too. That's what scares me. That's what pulls me back every time. You're my kryptonite. [Bridge] I wanted to give you time. I just never seemed to have enough. Work kept winning, and I kept wondering how long you'd believe I really wanted this. Maybe that's the irony— I can keep control, solve problems all day long. But you ask me what I feel and suddenly I have nothing clever to say. So it's: "I'll text you later." Then silence. Then 😶. A like. A joke. A little sign I'm still around. Anything easier than putting the real thing into words. [Breakdown] I called you kryptonite because that sounded safer than saying you make me vulnerable. Safer than saying I don't only want your body. Safer than saying I noticed when you weren't mine. Safer than admitting the man who likes control lost some of it with you. [Final Chorus] You're my kryptonite, not because you're bad for me, but because you make me feel the parts I usually keep where no one sees. We didn't need a hundred nights, didn't need some perfect love story. Two times in my bed were enough to know this was never only chemistry. I wanted your time. I wanted you close. Then life got loud and I went quiet. And every time I thought I'd put you back where you belonged, one look, one touch, one moment proved me wrong. I met you because something broke— and somehow you became the one thing that could break my control. My kryptonite.