[Intro]

(Low hum of a refrigerator)

(Slow, rhythmic fingerpicking on an acoustic guitar)

[Verse 1]

Set two plates, but one stays dry

Dust on the chair where a ghost might lie

I’ve got ten lives curled on the rug

Better than a man with a shallow shrug

Yellow eyes in the hallway gloom

Watching the shadows dance in the room

[Chorus]

She’s a queen of the lint and the loose grey hair

Counting the breaths in the midnight air

No "goodnight" calls, no "where have you been?"

Just the prick of a claw on the porcelain skin

A house full of heartbeats that don't need words

The softest sound that you’ve ever heard

[Verse 2]

The tea goes cold on the window sill

The world outside is a bitter pill

They call it a cage, I call it a fort

A kingdom of fur of the quietest sort

Better the hiss than the hollow lie

Better the stare than a wet goodbye

[Bridge]

(Tempo slows, atmospheric strings)

Sandpaper tongues on a weary hand

A language that humans don’t understand

If I’m losing my mind, well, the view is fine

Between the whiskers and the blackberry wine

[Chorus]

She’s a queen of the lint and the loose grey hair

Counting the breaths in the midnight air

No "goodnight" calls, no "where have you been?"

Just the prick of a claw on the porcelain skin

A house full of heartbeats that don't need words

The softest sound that you’ve ever heard

[Outro]

Turn out the light

Lock the deadbolt tight

Four-footed shadows in the pale moonlight

Purring in the dark...

Just purring in the dark.

(Fade out with a single soft chord)