

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Two texts on read Ghosted by the weekend Scroll back, same thread Same lies, same dead end You say, "We should talk" Then you vanish mid-sentence I pace that parking lot Like I’m stuck in detention [Pre-Chorus] You only call when you’re bored I only pick up to feel wanted We keep rewinding the war Like we like being haunted [Chorus] I’m gonna burn it into memory Every time you never showed Every almost, every could’ve Every “baby, I don’t know” I’m gonna frame it like a trophy All the ways you let me down So when you crawl back, begging I can finally stand my ground (hey!) I’ll burn it into memory Till there’s nothing left of you now [Verse 2] Your sweatshirt on my chair Still smells like last August Polaroids in a drawer Every grin feels dishonest Your playlist in my car Keeps skipping to our fights Hit skip, hit skip Still you crash in my mind [Pre-Chorus] You only care when you lose I only stayed ‘cause I’m loyal We kept confusing abuse With something precious and royal [Chorus] I’m gonna burn it into memory Every time you slammed the door Every eye-roll, every comment Cutting straight into the core I’m gonna carve it in the ceiling So I see it lying down So when I dream you’re perfect I remember what I found (woah) I’ll burn it into memory Till there’s nothing left to doubt [Bridge] This is for every “I’m fine” When I wasn’t alright This is for every excuse You rehearsed every night I’m done playing your echo I’m done chasing your smoke I’m keeping every last detail So I don’t get re-broke [Chorus] I’m gonna burn it into memory Every silence, every spin Every half-truth, every rumor Every mask you tried to wear in I’m gonna sing it like an anthem With my friends all screaming loud So when you say you’ve changed I can fade into the crowd (hey! hey!) I’ll burn it into memory Yeah, I’m burning you out now
Tags
rap, Crunchy pop-punk guitars over a swung, head-nod hip hop groove; male vocals half-spoken in the verse, almost in your ear. Tight bass and punchy drums driving the pocket, choruses jump into shout-along gang vocals and wide power chords. Brief stop-start breaks hit before hooks to make them explode harder., punk, pop, male vocals, hip hop
2:49
No
2/6/2026