[INTRO]
(Slow, moody electropop synth, heavy reverb. Vocals are soft, whispered, and glitchy.)
Why do I keep wanting to crawl back to you?
When all you did was lie...
Why is my body in denial?
When all I ever felt was pain...
Worrying... where you’ve been.
Active status... off again.
(Sound of text notification, then static)
It turns out you never gave a damn...
[VERSE 1]
(Trap beat kicks in, melodic but dark synth. Vocals are rhythmic and tight.)
Yanked out my heartstrings, made me a mess
Living in survival mode, feeling depressed
Got me excited for a Friday night
Only a nine-hour window, keep it outta sight
Nine hours only so I wouldn't question the silence
Nine hours only, avoiding the violence
Of your lies, of your games, of your narcissistic play
Then you make me wait a week, just to ruin my day.
[CHORUS]
(Electropop vocals get louder, emotional, layered with harmonies.)
Gotta love that narcissistic behavior
You never gave a damn, no, never a savior
Just a liar, a ghost in my bed
Living in the pain, running in my head
Yeah, I know it for a fact
You never gave a damn, but I’m looking back.
[BUILD UP]
(Glitch effect, vocal sample repeats "Never gave a- never gave a-", heavy bass riser, drums accelerate.)
I KNOW IT FOR A FACT.
I'M MAKING IT A MESS.
NINE. HOUR. WINDOW.
ROB. ERT.
(Silence for one second)
[SICK AGGRESSIVE BEAT DROP - DUBSTEP/TRAP]
(Extremely aggressive, distorted bass, glitchy house elements, heavy snare, "Womp-womp" bass.)
(Lyrics during drop, shouted/distorted):
BYE!
NAH!
LIE!
DAMN!
(Rhythmic, intense, chaotic energy)
[VERSE 2]
(Beat strips back to just a heavy 808 sub-bass and a ticking clock sound.)
Nine hours of fake love, just to feed your ego
Once I catch the lie, I’m waiting on the sequel
One week longer, silent Treatment 101
Narcissist behavior, I’m finally done.
Don't turn your status off, I see what you're doing
I’m cutting the strings, ending the ruining.
[CHORUS]
(Full intensity, Pop-Trap energy.)
Gotta love that narcissistic behavior
You never gave a damn, no, never a savior
Just a liar, a ghost in my bed
Living in the pain, running in my head
Yeah, I know it for a fact
You never gave a damn, but I’m looking back.
[OUTRO]
(Music fades into dreamy, sad electropop. Vocals are faint, echoey, and slow.)
You never gave a damn...
Never gave a damn...
Nine hours...
Goodbye, Robert.
(Distorted glitch to silence)