Rip My Heart Out

[Verse 1]
You shoulda ripped my heart out my chest
Woulda hurt less than this mess
Watching you read my texts
Leave me on seen, then leave with the next
Told me I was “too intense”
Guess that love got you tense
You were playing both sides of the fence
I was paying in faith and rent
I gave you all my weekends, all my seasons
You gave me half truths, quarter reasons
You said “it’s not you,” I know the meaning
You were already gone while I was still dreaming
[Chorus]
You shoulda just ripped my heart out my chest
Tear it straight through the bones, through the flesh
Anything’s better than this slow death
Than watching you fade with every breath
You shoulda just ripped my heart out my chest
Leave me bleeding, leave this room a wreck
Instead you cut me with a thousand texts
Baby, you shoulda, you shoulda
Ripped my heart out my chest (yeah)
[Verse 2]
Now I’m staring at the cracks in the ceiling
Every memory a jump scare feeling
You said “forever,” then you changed meaning
Guess forever for you had a glass ceiling
All your friends still watching my page
Like they front-row seats to my pain on stage
You moved on in a couple of days
I’m stuck replaying all our yesterdays
I’d rather one blow than a million lies
One clean cut than a hundred goodbyes
You left slow, like a thief in the night
Took the light, left the blame, kept my pride
[Chorus]
You shoulda just ripped my heart out my chest
Tear it straight through the bones, through the flesh
Anything’s better than this slow death
Than watching you fade with every breath
You shoulda just ripped my heart out my chest
Leave me bleeding, leave this room a wreck
Instead you cut me with a thousand texts
Baby, you shoulda, you shoulda
Ripped my heart out my chest
[Bridge]
I was begging for the truth, not mercy (not mercy)
You were kissing on his neck in my jersey (my jersey)
If you wanted out, why’d you make it dirty?
Why you let me drown when you coulda just hurt me?
[Chorus]
You shoulda just ripped my heart out my chest
Tear it straight through the bones, through the flesh
Anything’s better than this slow death
Than watching you fade with every breath
You shoulda just ripped my heart out my chest
Leave me broken, leave this love a wreck
Instead you cut me with a thousand texts
Baby, you shoulda, you shoulda
Ripped my heart out my chest (my chest)

rap, Moody trap-pop crossover, male vocals. Atmospheric pads and reversed piano under tight, close-mic verses; subby 808s and crisp hats carry a slow head-nod groove. Chorus opens up with layered autotuned harmonies and airy synths, hook feels huge and melodic. Bridge strips to half-time drums and reverb-soaked ad-libs, then final chorus hits with extra vocal stacks and a wide, glossy mix., hip hop, pop