I’m So Sick Of You

[Intro]
You turned my phone to a graveyard
All missed calls and bad news
Yeah, you carved your name in my backlash
Now I’m done bleedin’ for you (yeah)
[Verse 1]
You want my pain as a playlist
You play it back when you’re bored
You said my scars were your favorite
Then you went lookin’ for more
You throw your shade like a habit
You twist the knife, then you cry
Say I’m the one bein’ toxic
You love the smoke in my eyes (haha)
You only call when you’re faded
Talk like I ruined your youth
I took the blame, then I ate it
Now all that’s left is the truth
[Chorus]
I’m so sick of you
Of the games, of the guilt, of the “I miss you”
I’m so sick of you
Of the fights, of the lies that you call “see-through”
You keep draggin’ me down, pin me under your wounds
But I’m done, I’m immune
I’m so, I’m so
I’m so sick of you (yeah)
[Verse 2]
You say you’re changed in the morning
By night you’re back in your hate
You love to burn all your bridges
Then ask who set ‘em ablaze
You wear my trust like a trophy
You leave it cracked on the floor
You say I’m “just bein’ distant”
I’m just not yours anymore (nah)
You wanna break me in pieces
Just so you’re not breakin’ alone
You call it love when you need me
You call it drama when I’m gone
[Chorus]
I’m so sick of you
Of the tears, of the threats that you call “see it through”
I’m so sick of you
Of the “stay,” of the “go,” I’m just done with your rules
You keep draggin’ me down, pin me under your wounds
But I’m done, I’m immune
I’m so, I’m so
I’m so sick of you
[Bridge]
You said I’d never leave
Guess what, I already left
You’re just talkin’ to a ghost now (woah)
Echoes in your texts
You said I’d crawl right back
To the hell that we called “us”
Now you’re screamin’ at the silence
And the silence don’t care about us (no, no)
[Chorus]
I’m so sick of you
Of the pain, of the blame that you call “breakthrough”
I’m so sick of you
Of the way that you twist every truth into two
You keep draggin’ me down, pin me under your wounds
But I’m done, I’m immune
I’m so, I’m so
I’m so sick of you

rap, Dark indie-trap meets alternative pop: detuned guitars over booming subs, halftime drums that lurch into explosive drops, distorted 808 glides, airy synth pads. Verses spit raw, double-tracked male vocals with light autotune, ad-libs tucked wide. Choruses slam with shouted hooks, stacked harmonies, and aggressive sidechain pumping; bridge strips back to just vocal and a reverb-soaked guitar before one last massive hit., pop, indie rock, alternative pop, raw, hip hop, male vocals, soul