

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] You said your family might be “a lot” I laughed it off Thought “how bad could it be?” But she opened that door like a final boss And stared straight through me Black coffee Colder than her stare Every word a little poisoned dart She carved my name into the table Then underlined it with my heart [Chorus] If mother-in-laws were a deal breaker Yours would be the smoking gun She’s the curse in the cathedral She’s the shadow on the sun If mother-in-laws were a deal breaker We’d be over We’d be done But I’m still here at your table Trying not to turn and run [Verse 2] She asked my job Then asked it twice Like she was counting all my sins Measured my shoes My teeth My laugh Wondering how you let me in She kissed your cheek Then cut me down With a smile sharp as broken glass Said “You’ll grow out of this mistake” Like I was destined not to last [Chorus] If mother-in-laws were a deal breaker Yours would be the smoking gun She’s the curse in the cathedral She’s the shadow on the sun If mother-in-laws were a deal breaker We’d be over We’d be done But I’m still here at your table Trying not to turn and run [Bridge] Maybe love’s a loaded pact Maybe this is part of it You hold my hand beneath the plates I feel your fingers Say “don’t quit” (don’t quit) [Chorus] If mother-in-laws were a deal breaker Yours would be the smoking gun She’s the omen in the doorway She’s the silence when I’m stunned If mother-in-laws were a deal breaker We’d be over We’d be done But I’ll stare right down her dagger eyes For one more chance at us My one
Tags
rock, Dark goth rock with detuned guitars and tom-heavy drums, male vocals that move from sardonic spoken snarls in the verses to a soaring, anguished belt in the chorus. Bass stays thick and menacing, with splashes of eerie chorus-drenched lead guitar in turnarounds. Bridge pulls back to a haunted clean arpeggio before the full band crashes back in for the final hook.
4:39
No
1/29/2026