Dirt On Your Name

[Verse 1]
You left your earring in my truck
Like a flag on holy ground
Smelled his cologne on your black shirt
Thought I was lost
I was just found
You came home late
Eyes too bright
Spun some story
Half-ass lies
I watched you choke on every word
With his damn hickey on your thigh
[Chorus]
I hope you hear this fucking song
Every time you close your eyes
May his hands feel cheap and empty
When he feeds you the same lines
You can keep the bed
The ring
The town
I’ll keep the scars you gave
You ain’t love
You ain’t my past
You’re just dirt on my name
[Verse 2]
Burned your letters in a coffee can
Ash on my boots
Smoke in my teeth
Violin crying like it knew
Every filthy little secret underneath
You said I’m crazy
Said I’m cruel
Gaslit my heart till it went blind
But you’re the one who fucked us up
Then called it “changing of your mind”
[Chorus]
I hope you hear this fucking song
Every time you close your eyes
May his hands feel cheap and empty
When he feeds you the same lines
You can keep the bed
The ring
The town
I’ll keep the scars you gave
You ain’t love
You ain’t my past
You’re just dirt on my name
[Bridge]
[Violin wails over sparse guitar]
One day you’ll choke on Sunday wine
See my face in every glass
Hear my voice in every fight
When he turns into your past
You’ll call it karma
Call it fate
I’ll call it finally getting straight
You broke a good man just for fun
Hope that shit keeps you awake
[Chorus]
I hope you hear this fucking song
Every time you close your eyes
May his touch feel cold and hollow
When he spits out the same lies
You can keep the bed
The ring
The town
I’ll keep the scars you gave
You ain’t love
You ain’t my past
You’re just dirt on my name
Just a stain I couldn’t save

folk, Dark indie-folk with bluegrass colors: fingerpicked minor-key acoustic, mournful lead violin carving the melody, brushed snare and stomped floorboard for pulse. Male vocals, raw and close-miked, sit right at the edge of breaking; low fiddle drones in the verses, then climbs into cutting, dissonant runs in the chorus. Subtle upright bass shadows the guitar, bridge drops to almost a cappella before the final, bitter refrain with stacked, ragged harmonies., violin, depressing, sad, bluegrass, indie folk