SUGAR ON THE WOUND pt2

Lyrics

[PERCUSSION INTRO — exposed / atmospheric] [No vocals, guitars, or drums yet] [Deep marimba begins a hypnotic syncopated 4-note pattern] DUM — da-DUM — dum — DA [Vibraphone answers with a higher, shimmering melody] [Glockenspiel adds sparse notes above it] TING... TING... [Tuned metallic percussion enters from the distance, heavily reverberated] [The marimba pattern repeats, gradually joined by sub-bass] [INTRO — soft piano / pitched percussion continues] [Piano enters around the existing marimba motif rather than replacing it] You always taste the sweetest Right before you disappear. Leave your perfume in the hallway So I know that you were here. [Vibraphone answers the vocal melody between lines] And I hate how much I want it. I hate how good it feels. [Low marimba drops an octave] [Verse 1 — intimate clean vocal / marimba groove] [Warm marimba becomes more rhythmic while vibraphone provides atmospheric accents] You talk like heaven, hands tied tight, Smile like you've got nothing to hide. I know the poison by its color, Still I drink you every time. Maybe I love the contradiction, Maybe I need the ache. You give me just enough affection To make me beg you, “Please, don’t leave.” [Pre-Chorus — subtle beat / vibraphone climbing] [Vibraphone notes gradually climb while tuned toms enter underneath] You make a ritual Of ruining me. Something beautiful With teeth underneath. [Everything cuts except one ringing metallic note] [CHORUS — huge melodic hook / guitars + pitched percussion] YOU'RE SUGAR ON THE WOUND, Sweet enough to make me crave the pain from you. I KNOW WHAT YOU DO, But every time you leave, I come running back to you. [Glockenspiel subtly mirrors the vocal hook above the guitars] If loving you is poison, Why does it taste so good? YOU'RE SUGAR ON THE WOUND— AND I'D BLEED AGAIN FOR YOU. [Post-Chorus — electronic bass / marimba hook] [Heavy sub-bass locks into the opening marimba rhythm] For you... For you... I'd bleed again for you. [Vibraphone repeats the opening four-note motif] [Verse 2 — R&B groove / darker vocal] [Marimba and tuned wooden percussion create a bouncing syncopated rhythm] You know exactly when to call me, Exactly what I need to hear. You pull me closer to the fire, Then act surprised when I disappear. We're getting good at being strangers With our memories in the bed. You say that this is complicated. I think we're addicted instead. [Pre-Chorus] You make a ritual Of ruining me. Something beautiful With teeth underneath. [Ascending vibraphone run] [CHORUS] YOU'RE SUGAR ON THE WOUND, Sweet enough to make me crave the pain from you. I KNOW WHAT YOU DO, But every time you leave, I come running back to you. If loving you is poison, Why does it taste so good? YOU'RE SUGAR ON THE WOUND— AND I'D BLEED AGAIN FOR YOU. [Instrumental interlude — pitched percussion feature] [Guitars disappear] [Opening marimba motif returns] [Vibraphone answers] [Glockenspiel doubles it an octave above] [Tuned toms gradually build underneath] [Electronic bass begins following the marimba] [Bridge — piano + vibraphone duet] Maybe we were never made for daylight. Maybe we belong between the lines. Two silhouettes behind the curtains, Pretending we’re not terrified. You keep asking for forgiveness Like forgiveness makes it clean. But every time I try to lose you... You find your way back into me. [Silence] [Single vibraphone note rings] (Soft vocal) So come a little closer. Tell me one more beautiful lie. [BUILD — distorted bass / pitched percussion polyrhythm] [Opening marimba pattern returns faster] [Low tuned toms answer it] [Vibraphone climbs higher each measure] [Glockenspiel begins doubling the highest notes] Cover me in gold While you dig into my soul. Call it love. Call it fate. Call it anything you want— [Complete silence] JUST DON'T CALL IT OVER. [HEAVY DROP — massive guitars / screamed backing vocals] YOU'RE SUGAR ON THE WOUND! [Low marimba + tuned percussion slam in unison with the guitar riff] [FINAL CHORUS — soaring vocal / crushing guitars / pitched percussion everywhere] YOU'RE SUGAR ON THE WOUND, Sweet enough to make me crave the pain from you. I KNOW WHAT YOU DO, And God, I wish that knowing meant I didn’t want you too. [Glockenspiel and vibraphone soar above the guitars] If loving you is poison, THEN POUR IT DOWN MY THROAT. If you're the reason that I'm sinking— WHY DO YOU FEEL LIKE HOME? YOU'RE SUGAR ON THE WOUND, The sweetest thing I'll ever lose. And even knowing what you'll do— I'D BLEED AGAIN FOR YOU. [Breakdown — screamed / guitars mirror opening percussion rhythm] AGAIN. [LOW TUNED HIT] FOR. [LOW TUNED HIT] YOU. [MASSIVE GUITAR + SUB HIT] You pull me close— JUST TO LET ME GO. You give me heaven— JUST TO TAKE IT BACK. [Marimba pattern accelerates behind the breakdown] So if this is love... [Everything cuts] WHY DOES IT HURT LIKE LETTING GO? [Outro — returns to opening arrangement] [Guitar