[Intro]

[Verse 1]
Conference Room B is empty now
Chairs pushed back from the table
Dashboard still lit on glass
Notebook open to my first guess
Old assumption on the left
Later result boxed beside it
Cold coffee in my hand

[Verse 2]
We revisited three decisions when the numbers came in
Two changed, one held
The choice I doubted held up
Ben had argued for it
I said judgment needed room
Maybe I meant room from questions
If evidence changes what I know
I have to make the call again

[Chorus]
Keep the judgment. What am I keeping?
The note I wrote before the numbers came?
The order I penciled in?
Or the call after I read the result?
I was treating questions like a threat
I can hear them and make the call

[Instrumental Break]

[Bridge]
Notes beside the screen
I circle where my first read missed
No number gets to choose for me
I don't get to look away
Weigh what held against what changed
Then make the call and answer for it

[Chorus]
Keep the judgment. Take the weight
Read the result against the note
I changed the call when my note didn't hold up
I still answer for the choice I make
When the room is empty, the choice is mine
I make it, own it, send it on

[Outro]
Close notebook, cap the marker
Carry cold cup to the door
Add one note to tomorrow's agenda
Turn dashboard off and leave

[End]