

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Thought I was a wildfire kid Dust on my boots Big town dreams You laughed at my old guitar Said “Grow up It’s not what you think” Now I’m stocking shelves past midnight Pocket full of could’ve-beens Every “maybe” that you whispered Turned to rusted Busted seams [Chorus] I’m washed up because of you Like a bottle on the bank Nowhere to move You told me “Play it safe Don’t chase that view” Now I’m drowning in a life I never chose to lose I’m washed up because of you Because of you [Verse 2] You traded my vinyl for comfort New car New couch Same small town You framed our love in a cul-de-sac Then you framed my dreams and took ’em down Now my truck bed’s full of setlists From bars I never got to play Your “maybe later” was a promise That slowly bled my color away [Chorus] I’m washed up because of you Like a bottle on the bank Nowhere to move You told me “Play it safe Don’t chase that view” Now I’m drowning in a life I never chose to lose I’m washed up because of you Because of you [Bridge] Funny thing is I still want it Songs in my throat Gas in the car Your doubt’s the ghost in the rearview But I’m still steering toward that far-off star (oh yeah) [Chorus] I was washed up because of you Like a bottle on the bank Nowhere to move You said “Play it safe ” but I’m cutting loose Gonna burn this wasted script and write my truth If I’m washed up It won’t be you Won’t be you
Tags
rock, Late-90s alt-country meets modern pop country: overdriven telecaster riffs, moody electric pads, and round 808-style low end under a live kit. Male vocals with a weary, anthemic edge; verses stay tight and intimate, chorus widens with stacked harmonies and tambourine. Bridge drops to bass and vocal before a big final chorus with ringing guitars and crash-heavy drums., pop rock, electric, moody, pop, male vocals, country rock, country, alternative country
3:19
No
2/18/2026