

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Met you on a backstreet, cherry on your lip Laughing at the chaos, hand around my wrist Said you like your stories messy, “show me all your sins” You don’t even flinch when I talk about him Lip gloss, blood moon You said, “yeah, I been there too” Bodies in our history You just smiled, “that’s symmetry” [Chorus] I keep killing off my old self, every time I touch your skin Bury all the ways they broke me, deeper than my second chin Every time a boy got close, I turned cold, I caved him in But you’re my favorite kind of trouble I’m done with them, I’m falling in I burned every bridge to nowhere Let the ashes stain my tongue All my damage in your hands now I’m not scared, I’m coming undone [Verse 2] You don’t need a hero, you just want the truth Tattoo on your shoulder, “nothing left to lose” We compare our bruises like designer shoes Turn our worst decisions into something cute Exes on a hit list, ghosts in our phone We delete their numbers while we’re heading home You say, “let the past die, leave it in the ground” So I lay those old loves down, never turn around [Chorus] I keep killing off my old self, every time I touch your skin Bury all the ways they broke me, deeper than my second chin Every time a boy got close, I turned cold, I caved him in But you’re my favorite kind of trouble I’m done with them, I’m falling in I burned every bridge to nowhere Let the ashes stain my tongue All my damage in your hands now I’m not scared, I’m coming undone [Bridge] I was raised on bad advice, “hide your heart, don’t let it show” Played the villain in my story, left a trail of “I don’t know” Then you kissed me like confession, like a verdict, like a prayer And the part of me that hurt them isn’t welcome when you’re there (yeah) [Chorus] I keep killing off my old self, every time I touch your skin Bury all the ways they broke me, deeper than my second chin Every time a boy got close, I turned cold, I caved him in But you’re my favorite kind of trouble I’m done with them, I’m falling in I burned every bridge to nowhere Let the ashes stain my tongue All my damage in your hands now I’m not scared, I’m coming undone
Tags
rap, Dark pop-rap hybrid: minor-key plucked guitar over moody trap drums and sub bass, intimate female vocals that flip between sung hooks and tight rap cadences. Verses stay close and conversational, almost whispered; choruses bloom with stacked harmonies and a haunting top-line. Add eerie reversed pads, occasional distorted vocal chops, and a final half-time drop for a cinematic, dangerous crush vibe., hip hop, pop rap, alternative pop
3:09
No
3/21/2026