Ashtray in the Kitchen

[Verse 1]
Ashtray in the kitchen
Half-washed cups in the sink
You said you’re done with fiction
But you quote me every drink
Old band tee on the carpet
Ripped at the collar and sleeve
You’re talking like a movie
I’m packing up to leave
[Pre-Chorus]
You keep scratching at the same old scar
Like it’s gonna give you back who you are
I’ve heard this speech
I know this part
[Chorus]
I’m not your comeback story
I’m not your favorite wreck
You only love me when I’m
Bleeding on your front steps (hey!)
You scribble hearts on bar napkins
Then you tear them all to shreds
I’m not your comeback story
I’m just the ghost in your bed
[Verse 2]
Playlist stuck on that summer
When you swore you’d change for real
You still crash at your mother’s
Still confuse a bruise with a thrill
There’s takeout on the counter
You swear you’re turning the page
But every promise you pout out
Just tastes like backstage rage
[Pre-Chorus]
You keep preaching like a midnight star
But your halo’s in a mason jar
I’ve heard this speech
I know this part
[Chorus]
I’m not your comeback story
I’m not your favorite wreck
You only love me when I’m
Bleeding on your front steps (woah)
You scribble hearts on bar napkins
Then you tear them all to shreds
I’m not your comeback story
I’m just the ghost in your bed
[Bridge]
So scream my name
Into your cracked-screen phone
Tell your friends
You’re better off alone
I’ll be fine
Eating fries at dawn (yeah)
Laughing at the way
You’ll put me in your song
[Chorus]
I’m not your comeback story
I’m not your favorite wreck
You only love me when I’m
Bleeding on your front steps
You scribble hearts on bar napkins
Then you tear them all to shreds
I’m not your comeback story
I’m just the ghost in your bed
Just the ghost in your bed (hey!)
Just the ghost in your bed

rock, Crunchy grunge-pop-punk with male vocals; fuzzy guitars panned wide, tight picked bass, and punchy live drums that swing mid-tempo into an anthemic, shout-along chorus. Verses stay half-mumbled and close-mic’d, pre-chorus lifts with octave guitars and subtle gang “yeah”s, chorus explodes with layered hooks and a raw, slightly distorted lead vocal. Brief middle break drops to bass and vocal before final, higher-energy chorus., punk, grunge pop