Who the F#@k Are You
Folktronica dark pop with folksy pulse, mid-tempo and hypnotic, built on fingerpicked guitar, brushed kick, glitched percussion, and a rubbery bass line; verse stays intimate and shadowy, pre-chorus strips to voice and guitar, chorus blooms with stacked harmonies and a chopped synth hook. Close-mic lead, whispered doubles, delay throws on the title phrase, reversed swells, glassy chimes, dusty-lush mix, riveting, pop
Who the F#@k Are You
Folktronica dark pop with folksy pulse, mid-tempo and hypnotic, built on fingerpicked guitar, brushed kick, glitched percussion, and a rubbery bass line; verse stays intimate and shadowy, pre-chorus strips to voice and guitar, chorus blooms with stacked harmonies and a chopped synth hook. Close-mic lead, whispered doubles, delay throws on the title phrase, reversed swells, glassy chimes, dusty-lush mix, riveting, pop
Lyrics
Verse 1
You came in through the side door
Mud on your boots, eyes like a lie
You knew my dog's old name
And you never said why
You touched the frame with two clean fingers
Like you’d done this once before
Found a note by the mirror
Then you asked, “What’s it for?”
Pre-Chorus
Tell me straight
Tell me now
Why the room went cold
When you walked down
Chorus
Who the fuck are you
Who the fuck are you
Say my name like you knew me
Who the fuck are you
Who the fuck are you
Who the fuck are you
One more clue in your pocket
And I’ll know what you do
Verse 2
The clock on the wall kept stalling
Like it heard you coming near
You smiled at the broken teacup
Like you’d planted it here
There was ash on your cuff
There was rain in your hair
You left no prints on the hallway
But you acted like you’d been there
Pre-Chorus
Tell me straight
Tell me now
Why the room went cold
When you walked down
Chorus
Who the fuck are you
Who the fuck are you
Say my name like you knew me
Who the fuck are you
Who the fuck are you
Who the fuck are you
One more clue in your pocket
And I’ll know what you do
Bridge
I checked the drawer
I checked the floor
There was a letter cut in half
By the back door
You laughed once
Soft and low
Said, “Some answers bite”
Then you slipped away slow
Chorus
Who the fuck are you
Who the fuck are you
Say my name like you knew me
Who the fuck are you
Who the fuck are you
Who the fuck are you
One more clue in your pocket
And I’ll know what you do