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[Verse 1]
We was play-fightin’ in your kitchen
Flour on your face, we was laughin’ at the dishes
You paused, stared too long, I felt it
Joke died out, whole room went different
You said, “I hate when you say you’ll leave”
Voice cracked once, then you played it off with me
I laughed too loud just to fill that space
But I saw too much sittin’ in your brave face
[Chorus]
Why you gotta look at me like that?
Eyes say more than the jokes we crack
Best friends don’t do this, do they?
(Do they, do they?)
You talk ‘bout love but you mean my name
Now hugs hit harder and they don’t feel the same
Best friends don’t hurt like this
But I’m the one you miss
[Verse 2]
You stopped tellin’ me ‘bout the guys you text
Left me on read when I said I’m seein’ my ex
You said, “Cool, have fun,” then you ghosted
Saw your story, red eyes, you posted
“I hope you’re happy” over some sad track
I knew that was me but I couldn’t write back
‘Cause if I answer right, I’m losin’ us
And if I stay blind, I’m abusin’ trust
[Chorus]
Why you gotta look at me like that?
Eyes say more than the jokes we crack
Best friends don’t do this, do they?
(Do they, do they?)
You talk ‘bout love but you mean my name
Now hugs hit harder and they don’t feel the same
Best friends don’t hurt like this
But I’m the one you miss
[Bridge]
You said, “I love you” on a Tuesday night
Threw it in a laugh like it wasn’t that deep, right?
But your hand shook once when you held my sleeve
Whole world paused, I forgot to breathe
If I say it back, we might both break
If I walk away, that’s the worst heartbreak
So I sit in the dark, let the phone screen fade
Prayin’ you forget all the things you never said
[Chorus]
Why you gotta look at me like that?
Eyes say more than the jokes we crack
Best friends don’t do this, do they?
(Do they, do they?)
You talk ‘bout love but you mean my name
Now hugs hit harder and they don’t feel the same
Best friends don’t hurt like this
But I’m the one you miss
Details
GeneratedFeb 17, 2026
Duration2:55
LanguageNL
Style
rap, Melancholy rap over sparse piano and distant pads, deep 808-style lows, rimshot groove. Intimate male vocals, almost whispered in the verses; hook half-sung with airy doubles and soft harmonies. FX throws on key words, subtle reverse swells before each chorus, last hook strips to vocal and piano for a vulnerable fade., sad
Credits
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randi_songmaster_sad
randi_songmaster_sadModelAria v5
Prompt
A song abt my make bestie falling in love w me, rap,sad
