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[Verse 1]
You were shotgun in my old Ford
Bare feet on the dashboard, laughing too loud
Now you’re framed in a cheap wood corner
Staring through the cobwebs, colors washed out
[Chorus]
You were once my ride or die
Now you’re just a picture on a dusty shelf
Crooked in the shadows, leaning on something else
All these hopes I never say
Stack up like the books I never gave away
You were once my ride or die
Now you’re just a picture on a dusty shelf
[Verse 2]
There’s a ring box in the top drawer
Ticket stubs and bottle caps, our whole small town
Every plan we swore we’d run toward
Packed up in this quiet, never made a sound
[Chorus]
You were once my ride or die
Now you’re just a picture on a dusty shelf
Crooked in the shadows, leaning on something else
All these hopes I never say
Stack up like the books I never gave away
You were once my ride or die
Now you’re just a picture on a dusty shelf
[Bridge]
Maybe I’ll call, maybe I won’t
Talk’s cheap as promises I wrote in pencil
So I just stare, breathe in the dust
And drink to the ghost of what we never did trust (oh)
[Chorus]
You were once my ride or die
Now you’re just a picture on a dusty shelf
Crooked in the shadows, leaning on something else
All these hopes I never say
Stack up like the books I never gave away
You were once my ride or die
Now you’re just a picture on a dusty shelf
Details
GeneratedApr 11, 2026
Duration3:43
LanguageEnglish
Style
rock, Modern country-rock ballad with male vocals; verses sit on steady mid-tempo drums, warm bass, and twangy electric guitar; chorus opens with big open chords, stacked harmonies, and a touch of organ; bridge strips back to vocal plus picked acoustic before the full band crashes in for a final, anthemic hook, country, loud
Credits
Prompt by
thesilentsuffering
thesilentsufferingModelAria v5.5
Prompt
You were once my ride or die, now you're just a picture sitting on my dusty shelf with hopes not spoken out loud, country, rock
