Oh Bull Beep

[Verse 1]
You slam the door
Say you're "fine"
I know that code
You're pacing holes
Right through the floor of this old home
You bite your tongue
But your eyes say everything
You choke it back
Till it burns like gasoline
[Pre-Chorus]
Every little slight
Every cut you keep
Stuck between your teeth
You twist and grind
But the word you mean
Won't come out clean
[Chorus]
So you say "oh bull beep"
When you're breaking down inside
Dress your anger up in jokes
So it doesn't sound like fight
Yeah
You say "oh bull beep"
When the truth feels way too deep
If you can't say what you feel
You just laugh and say "oh bull beep"
[Verse 2]
You scroll the feed
Everyone's shining
You feel small
You tell your friends
"I'm just tired
It's not your fault"
You had big plans
But they rusted in the rain
You shrug it off
Like you don't still taste that shame
[Pre-Chorus]
Every broken hope that you never keep
Stuffed beneath the seat
You call it "life"
You call it "cheap"
But you don't dare speak
[Chorus]
So you say "oh bull beep"
When you're breaking down inside
Dress your anger up in jokes
So it doesn't sound like fight
Yeah
You say "oh bull beep"
When the truth feels way too deep
If you can't say what you feel
You just laugh and say "oh bull beep"
[Bridge]
What if you let it rip
Let it all pour out
Every quiet "screw this"
Every swallowed shout
Would the walls cave in
Would the floor give way
Or would you finally breathe for the first damn day
Call it what it is
Stop cutting it cheap
You deserve more than "oh bull beep"
[Chorus]
So

rock, Early 2000s pop-rock with post‑grunge crunch; overdriven rhythm guitars, steady live drums, warm bass. Verses sit on cleaner guitar arpeggios and intimate, slightly raspy male vocals; chorus slams in with doubled leads, gang shouts on the hook, and a soaring, soulful middle‑8. Touch of plate reverb and tape saturation for a raw, radio‑ready edge., emotional, post-grunge, steady, raw, soulful, pop