Ainsley In The Hallway

[Verse 1]
You were five-nine
Flowing brown hair down your back
Laughing at nothing
On the curb after class
You called him perfect
While I held the phone to my ear
I wasn’t jealous like that
I just missed when you were here
[Chorus]
Ainsley
I don’t want you like that
I just want my best friend back
You ran off into his arms
And I’m still standing where we started
Ainsley
Did I do something wrong
Or did our season just move on
I’m not in love
I’m just broken-hearted
Losing you as my friend
Was the hardest
[Verse 2]
You stopped saying
“Call me when you get home”
Now it’s “sorry
I’ve got plans”
And I walk home alone
Scroll past your pictures
His hands all over your waist
I’m not wishing I was him
I’m wishing I wasn’t erased
[Chorus]
Ainsley
I don’t want you like that
I just want my best friend back
You ran off into his arms
And I’m still standing where we started
Ainsley
Did I do something wrong
Or did our season just move on
I’m not in love
I’m just broken-hearted
Losing you as my friend
Was the hardest
[Bridge]
Maybe you’ll hear this someday
On a drive
On a random Tuesday
And remember
Sharing secrets on the stairs
If you ever need me again
I’ll be there
I’ll be there (hey)
[Chorus]
Ainsley
I don’t want you like that
I just want my best friend back
You ran off into his arms
And I’m still standing where we started
Ainsley
If you ever feel alone
You can always call my phone
I’m not in love
I’m just open-hearted
If you come back as my friend
We can restart it

Indie-pop ballad with intimate male vocals over soft piano and airy pads; first verse sparse, just piano and vocal. Chorus blooms with warm bass, brushed drums, and subtle guitar swells. Second pass adds light harmony stacks on key phrases and a gentle tambourine lift, ending on a quiet, unresolved piano chord that hangs in the air., sad, uplifting