“The Part That Makes Sense” — When They Treat You Like an Option

Описание: “The Part That Makes Sense” is about realising you weren’t in a relationship—you were in someone’s grey area. After weeks of “couple” moments, they casually admit they’re still seeing other people. The song follows the confusion and hurt, then lands on the decision: if it’s not a clear yes, it’s a no—so I’m choosing myself and walking away.



The Part That Makes Sense

[Verse 1]
Alright. Yeah. Hi.
Six weeks in and you had me soft—
not “fairytale” soft, just… not braced for impact.

Overground rattling, your fingers in my sleeve
your mate clocked us and did that little nod
like “yeah, that’s them”
and I hated how good that felt.

Four nights running, same doorstep,
same “text me when you’re home”
like you were already speaking in future tense
and I let myself believe you meant it.

Then you did it—so calm it was nasty—
like you were reading off a menu:
“Yeah, I’m meeting someone for a drink later.”
Like I’m not a person. Like I’m a pause.

[Pre-Chorus]
And I laughed.
I actually laughed.
’Cause I’m polite when I’m panicking
and I’m “chill” when I’m getting cut.

[Chorus]
I’m waiting for the part that makes sense
’cause you don’t hold me like that then call it casual
I’m waiting for the part that makes sense
say it straight—am I someone, or am I just convenient?

I’m waiting for the part that makes sense
don’t hand me crumbs and act like it’s a feast
I’m waiting for the part that makes sense
if it’s not a yes—say no, and let me breathe

[Verse 2]
Top deck night bus, wet coat, cheap heat,
my face in the window doing that brave-thing
that never reaches my eyes.
Some bloke shouting at the driver,
someone eating chips like it’s therapy.

Oyster gates chirp, people surge through,
everybody’s got somewhere they’re certain about.
I’ve got your voice in my ear
saying her name like it tastes easy.

And here’s my fingerprint—this is embarrassing—
I’ve still got my work lanyard on.
Like I forgot to take off the version of me
that tries hard to be “no trouble.”

You wanted me light—until I got heavy.
You wanted me honest—until it was about you.
You wanted me “low maintenance”
like love’s a flat you rent, not a thing you live in.

[Pre-Chorus]
And the ugliest truth? Proper ugly?
I would’ve stayed.
Not because it was good—
because I knew the rules of your bad.

[Chorus]
I’m waiting for the part that makes sense
’cause you don’t hold me like that then call it casual
I’m waiting for the part that makes sense
say it straight—am I someone, or am I just convenient?

I’m waiting for the part that makes sense
don’t say “it’s nothing” when it’s wrecked my sleep
I’m waiting for the part that makes sense
if it’s not a yes—say no, and let me leave

[Bridge]
I’m not asking for forever.
I’m not asking for pretty.
I’m asking for one clean sentence
that doesn’t leave me translating you for days.

Because I can survive a door that shuts.
I can’t survive you leaving it on the latch.
So here—listen—
don’t borrow my love while you shop for better.

[Final Chorus]
I’m done with the part that won’t make sense
done shrinking my needs to keep you sweet
I’m done with the part that won’t make sense
I’m not your “maybe,” I’m not your in-between

I’m done with the part that won’t make sense
if you can’t be kind, at least be clear
I’m done with the part that won’t make sense
take your “just a drink”—and disappear

[Outro]
There.
That’s the part that makes sense.


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