

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] I drew hearts in the margins Last name changed on my schoolbook spine Plastic ring from a quarter machine Thought it meant you’d be mine Dress-up veil in the mirror Bouquet made of dandelions Told my friends I’d be married by twenty Like it was a deadline [Chorus] White picket ghosts Lined up in my head Little house Little hands Sleeping in a bunk bed I used to pray for that picture-perfect life Now I’m lying on the floor in a thrift-store dress Watching all those paper dolls undress White picket ghosts Haunt me less and less [Verse 2] Now my plants are my children Three mugs on the counter All mine I eat dinner from the same chipped plate Scrolling past another “just married” sign I cancel calls Let it ring out Silence feels like a lullaby They ask “Don’t you get lonely at night?” I shrug and change the subject line [Chorus] White picket ghosts Lined up in my head Little house Little hands Sleeping in a bunk bed I used to pray for that picture-perfect life Now I’m laughing at the lists I used to write Names of strangers I would someday like White picket ghosts Fading out of sight [Bridge] I don’t crave your touch I don’t miss that rush I just miss the safety I thought love would bring Yeah I grew up quiet Turned my room to a riot Of books and screens and songs And not a wedding ring (no ring) [Chorus] White picket ghosts Standing at my gate Waving while I walk past Headphones on It’s getting late I used to beg for that picture-perfect life Now I’m choosing every corner of my space Softest light on my unmade face White picket ghosts You can keep that place (keep that place) White picket ghosts I’m okay in this space
Tags
pop, Emo-pop electro with female vocals, dry intimate verses over muted synth pads and soft trap hats, then a wide, shimmering chorus with sidechained chords and bright top-line leads. Keep the vocal up-front and conversational, layers of airy harmonies on the hook, subtle vocoder doubles on key words. Bridge strips to piano and reverb-heavy vocal before a final, lifted chorus with extra ad-libs and a tight, abrupt ending., electro, emo
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No
1/29/2026