

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Met her on a Tuesday Ink on her wrist Chipped teeth Dark coffee She laughed at all my worst jokes Said "You overthink everything It's kinda cute It’s ugly" My stomach hit the pavement Like I tripped over every year I’ve been faking it Thirty on my license Seventeen in my chest when she’s saying my name again [Chorus] Fuck She makes me feel seventeen Screaming in a parking lot Hearts on nicotine Every word she says I fall Again Again Again I lose it all I was tired Bored of every day She walked in Ripped the gray away Now I’m high on every ordinary thing Fuck She makes me feel seventeen [Verse 2] We talk till 3 a.m About dead bands Bad dads And her worst breakup She stares straight through my bullshit Says "You’re not broken You’re just scared to wake up" We’re crossing through the crosswalk She grabs my hand like it’s not a big deal My heart hits the guard rail Suddenly every stupid song hits way too real (oh god) [Pre-Chorus] I thought I was past this Past the shaking hands The reckless chances But she bites her lip And every boring day turns savage [Chorus] Fuck She makes me feel seventeen Windows down on back roads Cursed gasoline Every conversation I fall Again Again Again I lose it all I was half-asleep in everything She kissed me Pulled the knife out of the routine Now I’m wired on every ordinary thing Fuck She makes me feel seventeen [Bridge] Tell me this can’t last I’ll still dive in I’d rather crash than feel like I did Before her voice lit up my phone Before her laugh tore up my bones She says "You’re mine for now" I say "That’s all I’ve ever wanted Somehow" (yeah) [Chorus] Fuck You make me feel seventeen Screaming in your driveway Ripped-up skinny jeans Every word you say I fall Again Again Again I wreck it all I was done with love I swear You showed up Fucked up all my careful despair Now I’m in love with every boring day you’re in Yeah You make me feel seventeen again
Tags
rock, Emo screamo punk with drop-tuned, reverb-drenched guitars over a driving mid-tempo groove, male vocals starting fragile over intimate piano before exploding into screamed, harmonized hooks; verses stay tight and confessional, choruses soar with octave guitars and gang shouts, bridge collapses to a bare vocal and distant piano before a final full-band, cathartic outro., emo, screamo punk
3:38
No
3/2/2026