Penny Roox’s “who will take care of me” stays inside the moment where affection has already started thinning out, but neither person knows how to step away from the habits built around it. “A kiss on the cheek / Is like a bandaid on a broken knee” reduces intimacy to maintenance, a small gesture pressed against something larger that will not heal from it. The Spanish guitar keeps circling beneath the song with the same unresolved motion described in the lyrics, while Roox’s voice barely pushes above a whisper, as if saying the questions too loudly might harden them into fact.
“Who will take care of you” mirrors the opening line closely enough to expose the confusion underneath it. The song keeps shifting between self-protection and responsibility toward the other person, never separating the two cleanly. “Do we shake hands when I see / You with someone new” lands with the awkward physicality of people rehearsing how to survive their own aftermath. Bedroom recordings, voice notes, fragments collected across different cities, the production carries all of that instability without sanding it down. Even silence starts feeling recursive here. The arrangement returns to the same spaces the way certain thoughts do at three in the morning.
“I’m feeling way too undesired / I wanna feel it all the time” sits at the center of the song because it refuses to decorate the feeling into poetry. Then comes the line that keeps stopping the movement forward: “But I’m too scared to run away from you.” Not dramatic. Not theatrical. Just stuck between departure and dependence while the guitar picking continues its slow rotation underneath. By the time the humming arrives at the end, the song has not solved the question in its title. It just keeps it company a little longer
