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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Headlights off
Engine humming low
You text “I’m here”
I slam the door slow
Cracked Styrofoam cup
Cold fries on the seat
We circle the truth
Never looking up
Just kicking our feet
[Chorus]
Parking lot confessions at 2 a.m
Spilling every secret in the dark again
Easier to say it to the dashboard glow
Than to look you in the face and let you know
Parking lot confessions
We talk in code
Hearts on the asphalt
Heavy like a load
If I say it out loud
Then I can’t take it back
So I mumble to the windshield
Hope you hear it like that (oh-oh)
[Verse 2]
You laugh too loud
At nothing I said
I watch your hands
Not your eyes instead
Rearview’s crooked
Your jacket on my knees
I’m choking on “I love you”
So I blame it on the breeze
[Chorus]
Parking lot confessions at 2 a.m
Spilling every secret in the dark again
Easier to say it to the dashboard glow
Than to look you in the face and let you know
Parking lot confessions
We talk in code
Hearts on the asphalt
Heavy like a load
If I say it out loud
Then I can’t take it back
So I mumble to the windshield
Hope you hear it like that
[Bridge]
[Beat drops to claps and vocal stack]
You say
“Just say it” (just say it)
I say
“It’s fine” (it’s fine)
We’re drawing our feelings
In fogged-up lines
If we drive away now
Do we both pretend?
Or admit that this parking lot
Saw the start and saw the end? (woah)
[Chorus]
Parking lot confessions at 2 a.m
Spilling every secret in the dark again
Easier to say it to the dashboard glow
Than to look you in the face and let you know
Parking lot confessions
Last chance call
Words hit the glass
Then they start to fall
If I say it out loud
Then we can’t go back
So I whisper to the night
And you whisper it back
Details
GeneratedFeb 5, 2026
Duration3:08
LanguageEnglish
Style
Fast punchy alt-pop with mixed male/female vocals, palm-muted power chords and tight drums in a driving 4-on-the-floor. Verses stay lean and percussive with call-and-response lines; chorus explodes with doubled harmonies, fuzzed-out bass, and wide gang vocals on the hook. Brief middle break strips to claps and vocal stack before a final, full-throttle chorus.
Credits
Prompt byXylophoneCinematic524
ModelAria v5
Prompt
A fast, punchy opener about spilling your guts at 2 a.m. in an empty parking lot because it’s easier than saying it face-to-face. Mixed vocals. Song name Parking lot Confessions
