💔 [Verse 1 – Gentle Acoustic, Raw Vocal Delivery]
She’s sittin’ on the couch with her headphones in,
Eyes closed, lips movin’ real thin.
I know that smile, but it ain’t mine—
It’s tied to someone else’s line.
She says it’s nothin’, just a song,
But it don’t take long to feel what’s wrong.
I know that look—God, I’ve seen that face…
Now it’s aimed at a stranger’s playlist.
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🥃 [Chorus – Soft but Devastating]
It’s a stranger’s playlist playin’ in our room—
Songs about love that don’t come from me or you.
Every chord cuts like a lie she won’t say,
Every lyric takes her a little more away.
I’m still her husband, I still stay true—
But she’s fallin’ for a voice I never knew.
Our bed ain’t broke… but our silence is—
And I’m livin’ in a stranger’s playlist.
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🥀 [Verse 2 – More Vulnerable, Build Emotion]
It ain’t the cheating kind of thing,
But it still kills slow, like a wedding ring.
He don’t touch her, but he’s in her head—
Every chorus digs in what’s already dead.
She won’t say his name, but she hums that line,
And I’d give damn near anything to rewind.
Back to when she’d sing for me,
Not some shadow in a melody.
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🧨 [Bridge – Spoken/Sung Mix, Building to Chorus]
I ain’t mad she found a song that fits…
I’m just shattered that I’m not in it.
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💔 [Final Chorus – Big, Broken, Maybe a Soft Harmony]
It’s a stranger’s playlist where she hides her truth—
Where every word says what she won’t to you.
I hear him in the pauses, feel him in her breath—
Like I’m watchin’ her love me to death.
And I’d scream, I’d beg, I’d fight like hell—
But she don’t dance when it’s my farewell.
So I just sit here and taste what I’ve missed…
As she fades away in a stranger’s playlist.
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