Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] You were rolling me a cigarette You were painting on my sleeve Kitchen floor full of open books We forgot we had to leave You laughed at him He leaned on me Three coffee cups One new key Same song stuck in all our heads Same grin, same gravity [Chorus] We got this triangle heart, beating off-time Three names tangled in my tired mind If this is wrong, I don't want right Two hands in each of mine We got this triangle heart, yeah, let it shine Three shadows stretching on the sidewalk line If love is rare, then we hit gold twice (oh) I’m yours, I’m yours, you’re mine [Verse 2] Grocery cart full of tiny fights You hate olives, you love spice You want sunsets, you want nights We pick both, we pay the price Hand on my neck Hand in her hair Laugh-cry, “Is there room to spare?” Guess we’ll build a bigger bed Guess we’ll build a bigger prayer [Chorus] We got this triangle heart, beating off-time Three names tangled in my tired mind If this is wrong, I don't want right Two hands in each of mine We got this triangle heart, yeah, let it shine Three shadows stretching on the sidewalk line If love is rare, then we hit gold twice (hey) I’m yours, I’m yours, you’re mine [Bridge] Tell me, do you feel scared? (me too) Tell me, do you feel seen? (me, you) You kiss her nose He kisses me I’m laughing into both your sleeves Let them stare, let them talk We got playlists, plants, and pillow talk We got Monday rent and Friday wine And somehow it all feels fine [Chorus] We got this triangle heart, beating off-time Three names tangled in the same lifeline If this is strange, then let them stare We found home in the way you care We got this triangle heart, let it shine Three toothbrushes by the sink in line If love is rare, we hit gold twice I’m yours, I’m yours (yeah) you’re mine
Tags
rap, Hybrid rap-punk ballad with male vocals; intimate fingerpicked guitar under hushed verses, gentle bass and brushed drums. Choruses swell with crunchy power chords, gang vocals, and airy “whoa”s. Energy arcs from confessional softness to cathartic shout-along, then lands back in a warm, tired-satisfied outro hum. Subtle synth pad glues it together., male vocals, punk, soft
Duration
2:55
Instrumental
No
Created
3/24/2026