Here’s a ~3-minute country song—story-driven, gritty but radio-safe, more irony than explicit detail.
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Title: “Wrong Sister, Right Goodbye”
Verse 1
Found a lipstick smile on a coffee cup
Parked in the sink like it didn’t add up
Her phone lit up, she said, “It’s just a friend”
But I knew that lie, yeah, I’d heard it then
Friday night, she said she was working late
But her truck was seen by the county line gate
I was faithful as a fence post stuck in the ground
While she was busy running me around
Pre-Chorus
Mama said, “Son, trust your gut”
Mine was screaming, “Boy, this love’s done”
Chorus
She broke my heart on a Saturday night
Said it wasn’t love, said it didn’t mean a thing
But karma’s got boots and she walks just right
Funny how the truth came wearing the same last name
I didn’t plan it, didn’t mean to twist the knife
Just found a little peace in her sister’s eyes
Guess she learned too late what she missed
Yeah, she cheated on me… now I’m with her sister
Verse 2
Sunday morning church bells rang
She wouldn’t look at me, couldn’t say my name
Her sister sat two pews down
Brown hair, green eyes, small-town proud
We talked out back by the old oak tree
She said, “I’m sorry for what she did to you” to me
Turns out she’d seen it all before
Same old lies, same locked door
Pre-Chorus
She said, “I won’t lie, I won’t pretend”
That honesty felt like oxygen
Chorus
She broke my heart on a Saturday night
Said it wasn’t love, said it didn’t mean a thing
But karma’s got boots and she walks just right
Funny how the truth came wearing the same last name
I didn’t plan it, didn’t mean to twist the knife
Just found a little peace in her sister’s eyes
Guess she learned too late what she missed
Yeah, she cheated on me… now I’m with her sister
Bridge
Small towns talk, yeah, they always do
Paint me the villain, paint her the fool
But I didn’t cross a single line
I just stopped wasting my time
If loving honest’s a county crime
Then lock me up, I’ll be just fine
Chorus (Half-Time / Big)
She broke my heart on a Saturday night
Left me standing in the dust of her mistakes
But the road I’m on finally feels right
Funny how losing her helped me escape
I didn’t plan it, didn’t mean to twist the knife
Just found a little peace in her sister’s eyes
Guess she learned too late what she missed
Yeah, she cheated on me… now I’m with her sister
Outro
So here’s to truth, and second chances
And doors that close so better ones can open
She’s still lying, I’m finally living
Wrong sister, right goodbye
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If you want, I can make it darker, more humorous, or radio-clean vs outlaw country, or even tailor it to a specific artist style (Morgan Wallen / Hardy / Luke Combs vibe).
