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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I learned the hard way
At my own front door
Promises were cheap
And love felt like war
My father left a shape
In every room he broke
[Pre-Chorus]
So I keep my guard up
Keep my hand on the lock
I read the small signs
I don’t fall for talk
[Chorus]
I don’t trust most men
I don’t trust most men
I know the pattern
I know the plan
Still, one small part of me
Still wants a better man
One small part of me
Wants proof, not scams
[Verse 2]
Family dinners taught me
Smiles can hide the knife
Uncles with their secrets
Brothers playing nice
Now I spot the shift
Before the story bends
[Pre-Chorus]
So I keep my guard up
Keep my name in my throat
If you want me soft
You’ll have to show me hope
[Chorus]
I don’t trust most men
I don’t trust most men
I know the pattern
I know the plan
Still, one small part of me
Still wants a better man
One small part of me
Wants proof, not scams
[Bridge]
Maybe somewhere out there
Someone learned to stay
Someone who can meet me
And not make me pay
Not every face is guilty
Not every hand is harm
But I won’t hand my heart out
For pretty words and charm
[Final Chorus]
I don’t trust most men
I don’t trust most men
I know the pattern
I know the plan
Still, one small part of me
Still wants a better man
One small part of me
Wants proof, not scams
[Outro]
If you’re real, then show me
Slow and plain and true
Break the old story
And I might choose you
Details
GeneratedJun 4, 2026
Duration3:04
LanguageEnglish
Style
Pop-R&B with midtempo swung drums, muted electric piano, and a taut bassline; verse stays intimate and close-mic, pre-chorus opens with stacked harmonies and filtered rises, chorus lands on a short chant with gang doubles and a suspended synth hook. Add delay throws on the key line, vinyl crackle into the first verse, and a final chorus with fuller drums and airy ad-libs. Bright but bruised mix, glossy on top and dry in the chest.
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Prompt by
Artemis15
Artemis15ModelAria v5.5
Prompt
Female. A song about how I hate and don’t trust most men. My father and family ruined men for me. But a small part of me hopes maybe one day I’d find someone who would break the stereotype.
