

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Found our names on the back of a yearbook Inside jokes in a language we don't speak All those plans on the edge of a notebook Half-drawn hearts Every dream in the margins [Pre-Chorus] (M) Thought the fade-out meant it ended (F) Thought the credits meant goodbye (M) But the camera just was turning (F) While we walked off out of frame that night [Chorus] Credits roll Lights stay on We are not the ending song We are every quiet scene After everyone has gone Yeah We messed up We moved on Still we hum that old theme strong We’re not finished Just moved on Credits roll Lights stay on [Verse 2] (F) Drove past school Saw the rust on the goalposts (M) Our old street's got a new coffee shop sign (F) I’m still learning to talk to my parents (M) I’m still late But I show up this time [Pre-Chorus] (F) Thought the fire meant it’s over (M) Every bridge just ash and smoke (F) But it warmed us through the winter (M) Left a line of light and hope [Chorus] Credits roll Lights stay on We are not the ending song We are every quiet scene After everyone has gone Yeah We messed up We moved on Still we hum that old theme strong We’re not finished Just moved on Credits roll Lights stay on [Bridge] [Music falls to clean guitar Close dual vocal] (F) I forgive that scared kid in my mirror (M) I forgive that boy who always ran (F) We can leave the scene But keep the lesson (M) We can change the script Not who we am (hey) (F & M together) We’re allowed to turn the page Let the ink blur Keep the page If the story twists and bends That just means it never ends [Chorus] Credits roll Lights stay on We are not the ending song We are every quiet scene After everyone has gone Yeah We messed up We moved on Still we hum that old theme strong We’re not finished Just moved on Credits roll Lights stay on [Outro] (F) Curtain falls But we keep talking (M) Street outside Still carrying on (F & M) Same old sky above the parking lot Different us Still moving on Credits roll Lights stay on (woah) Lights stay on
Tags
rock, Warm late-2000s pop-punk duet, intertwining male and female vocals over crunchy guitars and driving drums. First verse starts palm-muted and intimate, then pre-chorus builds with toms and shared harmonies. Chorus bursts open with octave leads, big gang-style “whoa”s, and layered call-and-response. Bridge strips to clean arpeggios and soft dual vocal before the final, highest-energy chorus and a group shout of the title., punk, warm, female vocals, pop
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2/8/2026