

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Met her at your birthday Paper hats Cheap wine You were in the kitchen She was in my eyes Stayed too long on goodbye Felt that line slip tight Told myself it’s nothing Then I called her late that night [Pre-Chorus] I’ve been holding my breath Every time I see you smile You pull her to your chest And I’m dying the whole while [Chorus] What if I were honest? What if I said her name Like a prayer that I keep breaking Every night we fan this flame I was only meant to guard you But I crossed that crooked line How do I tell you Your girl is in my arms tonight And I’m in love I’m in love this time [Verse 2] Coffee on a Tuesday Said she needed air Laughing in the back booth Like we’d always been a pair She cried about the distance You were buried in your phone I wiped away her tears and I forgot she’s not my own [Pre-Chorus] Now I’m checking my phone Every time she leaves your side You keep asking what’s wrong I just say I’m tired [Chorus] What if I were honest? What if I said her name Like a promise that I shattered Every time she whispers “Stay” You trusted me to guard you But we crossed that crooked line How do I tell you Your girl is in my arms tonight And I’m in love I’m in love this time [Bridge] If I break your heart to save mine Is that love or just a lie with better lighting If I disappear and cut the ties Could I carry this and still sleep at night You call me brother Say you’ll never doubt I taste the word and it fills my mouth I start to speak But the truth Just won’t come out [Chorus] What if I were honest? What if I said her name Would you ever even look at me The same way again You asked me to protect you But I crossed that crooked line How do I tell you Your girl is in my arms tonight And I’m in love Yeah I’m lost in her eyes I’m in love And it’s killing your life and mine [Outro] Met her at your birthday Now every candle burns You’re making wishes in the dark You don’t know mine’s to unlearn her If I were honest Would anything survive?
Tags
pop, Intimate pop ballad with male vocals; soft piano and warm pads in the verses, subtle rimshot groove that blooms into deep toms and wide reverb in the chorus. Vocal stays close-mic and confessional first, then lifts into a soaring hook with stacked harmonies and a distant guitar shimmer. Final chorus strips to piano and voice for a raw, vulnerable close., ballad
4:04
No
2/21/2026