Songs She'll Never Know

Every track I try to start just turns into every word.
The music moves, but I stay here, listening alone,
To songs she'll never know.
I thought discovery would feel like freedom,
Something untouched by what we had.
But every chord progression bends back to the shape of something sad.
The algorithms don't understand.
There's no such thing as starting clean.
I'm playing songs she'll never know,
And they all sound like losing her.
Every track I try to start just turns into every word.
The music moves, but I stay here, listening alone,
To songs she'll never know.
I press skip, I press play, doesn't matter anyway.