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maeve noiré - whoppers lyrics

i said i saw him outside school—
the man with the too+wide grin and ice cream too cool
mom laughed, said, “don’t make up tales.”
but my heart beat warnings like broken bells
they said i dream too deep, too strange—
but i remember the plate, and the license plate change
told me shadows can’t speak, can’t grab—
then why did my dreams wake up with scabs?

“you’re dramatic,” they smiled, patting my head
but i smelled his cologne in my sheets instead
they erasеd my map and called it care
but why did i run if nothing was therе?

they said monsters weren’t real—
so why did one drive the van?
with candy bribes and plastic smiles
and a touch that burned like brands
they said it was in my head
but my silence carved the proof
whoppers melt on your tongue—so smooth, so sweet—
but lies taste like truth when they’re all you eat
i swallowed their words ‘til i couldn’t speak
and the silence got louder every week

he whistled tunes from tv shows
handed treats in rows and bows
said my stories were “just play”—
but then why’d i forget how to play that way?
i screamed once. the sound got caught
in the cracks of my throat and the things i forgot
“don’t be silly,” the teacher sighed
while his headlights stained the morning light
i drew his face in crayon red;
they threw it out and laughed instead
told me fear is a phase that fades
but mine just dressed in different shades

they said monsters weren’t real—
so why did one drive the van?
with sugar lies and promises
that left me hollowed in my skin
they called me over+sensitive
while he offered me his hand
whoppers crumble when you bite
but his grip—i still can’t stand

if lies are sweet, then trust decays
in the cracks where kids aren’t safe
gaslights fl!cker like birthday flames
wishing it was just a game
they said i watched too many shows
but my story’s one i didn’t compose
i begged them once—“look again,”
but the truth got buried in m&m’s

they said monsters weren’t real—
so why did one drive the van?
why did i learn to whisper “no”
with chocolate melting in my hand?
they said it was imagination
but nightmares know their name
whoppers rot behind the smile
and i still taste the shame
the porch light’s off
the screen door creaks
mom never heard me when i screamed
the van door slams
the seatbelt cl!cks
now i live in the lie they said couldn’t stick

- maeve noire lyrics

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