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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
You said my name like a prayer
Then you hid your ring in the drawer
Your truck was parked by the oak tree
At her mama’s place next door
You swore that she was nothing
Just a ghost you couldn’t shake
But I found her number in your jacket
And that lie was hard to take
[Pre-Chorus]
Now I’m standing at the doorway
With my hand on the latch
Half of me is done for good
Half is beggin’ you back
[Chorus]
I keep comin’ back (back)
Even when I know the truth
I keep comin’ back (back)
Like I got something left to prove
You break my heart in two
Then I run right back to you
I keep comin’ back (back)
To the wreckage of your truth
[Verse 2]
Your promises taste like smoke
In the cold blue light of dawn
You kiss me like a getaway
Then act like nothin’ went wrong
I packed a bag by the front step
Left my boots by the door
But your voice called out my weakness
And I was yours once more
[Pre-Chorus]
Now I’m standing at the doorway
With my hand on the latch
Half of me is done for good
Half is beggin’ you back
[Chorus]
I keep comin’ back (back)
Even when I know the truth
I keep comin’ back (back)
Like I got something left to prove
You break my heart in two
Then I run right back to you
I keep comin’ back (back)
To the wreckage of your truth
[Bridge]
I know your kind of ruin
I know the games you play
I should burn this whole damn house down
And drive myself away
But my feet still find your gravel
My hands still miss your skin
I’m a match and I’m the gasoline
And here I go again
[Chorus]
I keep comin’ back (back)
Even when I know the truth
I keep comin’ back (back)
Like I got something left to prove
You break my heart in two
Then I run right back to you
I keep comin’ back (back)
To the wreckage of your truth
Details
GeneratedMay 23, 2026
Duration4:16
LanguageEnglish
Style
Country-rock with gritty guitars, bluegrass fiddle, smoky female vocals, mid-tempo stomp and shuffle; verse rides tense acoustic strums and chopped electric fills, pre-chorus opens with fiddle swells and snare lift, chorus hits wide with stacked harmonies and barked gang replies. Bridge drops to half-time with a lone guitar and aching fiddle, then final chorus returns bigger with slide accents, handclaps, and delay throws on the hook word. Bright-gritty mix, warm low end, close-mic and raw., female vocals, country, rock, bluegrass
Credits
Prompt byFreshFlow398
ModelAria v5.5
Prompt
Country-rock with gritty guitars, bluegrass fiddle, and smoky female vocals. A heartbreak anthem about toxic love, lies, and betrayal, torn between leaving and running back again.
