Guilty

[Verse 1]
You said
"Call if you’re crashing"
I hit decline
Let it ring
Watched your name fade to ashes
On a cracked glass screen
Got your sweater in my closet
Still smells like your cheap perfume
Left your ghost in every socket
Every door in this room
[Pre-Chorus]
Tell myself that I’m the victim
Tell my friends I did my best
But I see your face in the mirror
And my lies don’t rest (don’t rest)
[Chorus]
Maybe I’m guilty
Of letting you drown while I stayed dry
Maybe I’m guilty
Of cutting the cord
Then asking why
You’re gone
Gone
Gone
But the blame stays with me
Yeah
It hits so filthy
I’m the one
I’m the one
(yeah, I’m guilty)
[Verse 2]
I still scroll through the pictures
Crop you out
Keep my side
But the red eyes and the filters
Can’t rewind that night
You were begging me to listen
I was busy playing brave
Now your number’s just digits
On a stone cold page
[Pre-Chorus]
Tell myself that I was honest
Tell myself we couldn’t last
But my heart replays the warning
Like a siren blast (siren blast)
[Chorus]
Maybe I’m guilty
Of letting you drown while I stayed dry
Maybe I’m guilty
Of cutting the cord
Then asking why
You’re gone
Gone
Gone
But the blame stays with me
Yeah
It hits so filthy
I’m the one
I’m the one
(yeah, I’m guilty)
[Bridge]
[Beat drops to half-time
Vocal chopped echoes]
Hands up
But there’s no judge here (no judge)
Just the echo of your last tear
Wish I could rewrite the scene
But the credits roll on me
[Chorus]
Maybe I’m guilty
Of letting you drown while I stayed dry
Maybe I’m guilty
Of cutting the cord
Then asking why
You’re gone
Gone
Gone
But the blame stays with me
Yeah
It hits so filthy
I’m the one
I’m the one
(yeah, I’m guilty)

rock, Brooding alt-pop with cinematic build: muted piano and distant vocal chops in the intro, then a tight midtempo groove with warped guitars, pulsing synth bass, and crisp programmed drums. Male vocals with tasteful autotune glide and stack in the hooks, pre-chorus strips back to bass and snaps, chorus widens with lush pads and octave doubles. Bridge brings filtered drums, reversed textures, and a half-time feel before the final explosive drop., pop, indie rock