You Are Not Crazy, This Is Fucked

Verse 1

We used to be friends on the same old street

Same cracked sidewalk, same summer heat

Borrowed sugar, borrowed time

Talked about nothing, talked about life

Now I rehearse before I say your name

Wonder which words might light the flame

Life was just life back then

Now every breath’s a statement

Pre-Chorus

Tell me when did every conversation

Start to feel like a test

Chorus

You’re not crazy, this is fucked

If your chest feels tight, if you’ve had enough

This isn’t what we were promised

This isn’t love, it’s us versus us

You’re not crazy, this is fucked

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Verse 2

We used to argue, then pour more wine

Stay up too late, cross every line

Say dumb things, say sorry fast

Still show up when the weather cracked

Now we’re headlines and talking points

Choosing words like they’re landmines

They say pick a side, make it loud

But nobody’s listening now

Pre-Chorus

Tell me when did empathy

Start looking like defeat

Chorus

You’re not crazy, this is fucked

If it feels wrong, you’re not out of luck

This isn’t what we were promised

This isn’t strength, it’s fear dressed up

You’re not crazy, this is fucked

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Bridge (spoken, confessional — music drops)

I don’t miss being right.

I miss being close.

I miss doors that stayed open,

conversations that didn’t need armor.

Somewhere we learned that caring

meant losing,

that listening meant giving in,

that loving people who think differently

was some kind of flaw.

We didn’t lose our values —

we lost each other.

And if you’re sitting there thinking

Was it always this broken?

No.

You’re not crazy.

This is fucked.

(beat — music returns, restrained)

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Verse 3

I still see you behind the noise

Still hear that familiar voice

If we’d just slow this down

Maybe we’d remember how

Pre-Chorus

I don’t know how this ends

But I know this isn’t it

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Final Chorus (lift, emotional but controlled)

You’re not crazy, this is fucked

If you’re grieving something you can’t touch

This isn’t what we were promised

We were more than enemies once

You’re not crazy, this is fucked

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Outro (soft, almost whispered)

We used to be friends

We used to care

We used to meet each other there

You’re not crazy

This is fucked