Lyrics
[Verse 1]
You said forever in that parking lot
Fast food bags and a midnight talk
We were laughing
We were bleeding
Same time
Same spot
Your hand on my knee
Felt like shelter
Even when you raised your voice
I’d melt there
Call it comfort
Call it crashing
I just called it “us”
[Chorus]
Is this love or a trauma bond?
Can’t tell the difference when you’re gone
I’m addicted to the way we burn
Bryce
Every fight
Every late-night call
Highs so high that the lows feel small
But they’re not
They’re cutting through my life
I miss you
But I’m breaking for Kruz this time
[Verse 2]
He’s in his car seat in the back
Tiny shoes and a dinosaur cap
We’re both silent
Both pretending
We don’t feel the crack
You slam the door
Say you’ll do better
Then you disappear
Then there’s another letter
Same pattern
Same promise
I can’t let him learn that
[Chorus]
Is this love or a trauma bond?
Can’t tell the difference when you’re gone
I’m addicted to the way we burn
Bryce
Every fight
Every late-night call
Highs so high that the lows feel small
But they’re not
They’re cutting through my life
I miss you
But I’m breaking for Kruz this time
[Bridge]
I see his eyes start to follow our storms
Little hands covering ears we tore
I won’t let our history
Become his whole story (no more)
You’re a part of me
But you can’t be all of me
I can love you
And still choose to leave
[Chorus]
Is this love or a trauma bond?
I finally see it now you’re gone
I’m detoxing from the way we burned
Bryce
Every memory
Every crooked smile
I’ll keep the good
Let it rest a while
But the rest can’t rule this boy’s life
I miss you
But I’m breaking for Kruz this time
Yeah
I love you
But I’m breaking for Kruz this time
Style
moody modern pop ballad with female vocalsintimate piano and muted bass pulsing under the verses. chorus blooms with airy padslayered harmoniesand a steady mid-tempo kickriding a push-pull tension. bridge strips back to near a cappella before a finalcathartic chorus that leans into rawimperfect emotion.
Prompt
Toxic love between me and Bryce. Addicted but broken. We share a son, Kruz. Highs feel safe, lows are chaos. Love or trauma bond? Missing him but choosing to break the cycle for Kruz.
Credits
Prompt byhaileejayde
GeneratedMar 3, 2026
ModelAria v5
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