The story
She is doing the work while he calls it support.
She stands in the middle of the mess, moving dishes, folding laundry, smoothing over what he leaves behind, while he drifts through the house like a guest who expects thanks for passing the salt. Every small thing he does gets dressed up as effort, but the pile keeps growing, and the quiet between them tightens when she sees he still wants credit for what she carries.
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Lyrics
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