

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] You left your jacket On my kitchen chair Smells like August Dust and diesel air I still park crooked Like you said I do Talk too loud at parties Still half-chasing you [Chorus] These backroad alibis Got us running in circles Babe Saying “I’m fine I’m fine” While we burn up in our separate lanes You’re a mile up my mind In every song on the late-night drive We both know it’s a lie All these backroad alibis [Verse 2] I see your brother At the hardware store He says you’re “doing good” I don’t ask much more I kiss a stranger Just to feel a spark But your name shows up In the dark In the dark (oh) [Chorus] These backroad alibis Got us running in circles Babe Saying “I’m fine I’m fine” While we burn up in our separate lanes You’re a mile up my mind In every song on the late-night drive We both know it’s a lie All these backroad alibis [Bridge] If you called right now I’d kill the engine Pull off side Say “come on over” Like we never said goodbye Are you scrolling through my number Same as me tonight? Same as me tonight? (yeah) [Chorus] These backroad alibis Got us running in circles Babe Saying “I’m fine I’m fine” While we burn up in our separate lanes You’re a mile up my mind In every song on the late-night drive We both know it’s a lie All these backroad alibis
Tags
rock, Late-90s alt-country meets modern pop rock: twangy electric guitars over moody 808s and live kit, bass glued to a four-on-the-floor pulse. Male vocals with a weary drawl in the verses, soaring stacked harmonies on the hook. Verses stay sparse and tense; chorus slams open with wide guitars and a singalong top line, tambourine and gang vocals lifting the final repeat., alternative country, pop, country, pop rock, moody, male vocals, country rock, electric
3:21
No
2/14/2026