Still in Bed (Myranda’s Song)

Verse 1
Myranda wakes up at 1:17
Sunlight fighting through the blinds again
Phone lights up but she don’t answer it
Same old shirt, same old thoughts in her head

Coffee cold on the nightstand side
Dreams on pause, yeah they’re still online
Laid off Friday, said “it’s not you, babe”
But it feels real personal today

Pre-Chorus
She tells herself it’s just a season
But the ceiling knows all her reasons
Pillow hears the truth she won’t say
“I’ll get up… just not today”

Chorus
So she bed rots, wrapped up in the quiet
Netflix hums like a lullaby riot
World keeps spinning, she’s staying still
Heart in pieces but she’s breathing still
Yeah she bed rots, hoodie like armor
Ghosts of ambition dance on her charger
Lost her job but not her name
Myranda’s hurting, but she’s not the same

Verse 2
K-pop playlist on repeat low
Sad girl anthems in stereo
Mascara stains on yesterday
She swore she’d change but not today

Friends say “girl, you’ll bounce right back”
She smiles, types “yeah ❤️ facts”
But hope feels heavy like winter coats
When you don’t know where tomorrow goes

Pre-Chorus
She counts the cracks up on the wall
Says “I’m fine” to avoid the fall
Healing doesn’t look like movies say
Sometimes it’s just surviving the day

Chorus
So she bed rots, wrapped up in the quiet
TikTok scrolls like a slow-motion riot
Bills keep calling, she hits decline
But she’s still here, yeah she’s still trying
Yeah she bed rots, dreaming in layers
Phoenix heart under all that tired
Lost her job but not her flame
Myranda’s breaking, but she’s not ashamed

Bridge (soft → build)
Maybe rest is not defeat
Maybe laying down’s how you breathe
Every star needs a dark night
Even Taylor cried at midnight

(K-pop switch up ✨)
Counting three, two, one—heart still beats
Tomorrow’s knocking, not rushing me
I’ll rise when the weight feels light
I don’t owe strength every night

Final Chorus
Yeah she bed rots, but she’s healing too
Rebuilding dreams in a messy room
This ain’t the end, it’s the in-between
A soft reset on her big-screen dreams
Yeah she bed rots, but mark my words
She’ll get back up, yeah she always does
Lost her job, found something brave
Myranda’s resting—then she’ll reign

Outro
Curtains flutter, morning calls
She’s still here after all
Not lazy, not weak, just human today
Myranda’s gonna be okay 

confessional pop vibe—sad but catchy, cozy-melancholy, turning bed-rot into a moment, not a joke.