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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
Details
GeneratedMar 24, 2026
Duration2:55
LanguageEnglish
Style
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
Credits
Prompt by
SlendyBoi99
SlendyBoi99ModelAria v5
Prompt
falling in love with two people equally and all three of you falling in love, and exploring life together. Male vocals, rap, punk, soft
