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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Tattoo ink on his throat
Leather jacket in July
You said, "He’s not coming in"
From the window I watched him drive
You called him every wrong thing
Like you knew his crimes
But you never saw his hands
Shaking when he held mine
[Chorus]
I love my rockstar, you hate his scars
You see wreckage, I see art
You hear chaos, I hear heart
You just see trouble in the yard
But I’m in the front row, screaming his name
You can ground my body, not my flame
I love my rockstar, I love my rockstar
You can’t tear him from my veins
[Verse 2]
You say, "He’ll burn you down"
He laughs, "They might be right"
But he checks if I ate
He texts when I can’t sleep at night
You judge the smoke in the air
Not the bruise he kissed on my wrist
You hear his voice through the wall
Never the way we exist
[Chorus]
I love my rockstar, you hate his scars
You see wreckage, I see art
You hear chaos, I hear heart
You just see trouble in the yard
But I’m in the front row, screaming his name
You can ground my body, not my flame
I love my rockstar, I love my rockstar
You can’t tear him from my veins
[Bridge]
Yeah, you hate his chains and the way he swears (uh)
But he’s the first one there when I can’t breathe air (yeah)
You say, "He’s loud, he’s lost, he’s a broken fuse"
He’s the only one who lets me choose
You locked doors, I kicked them off the frame
Chose his chaos over quiet shame
If loving him is my biggest sin
Then go ahead, light the fire, I’ll walk back in (hey!)
[Chorus]
I love my rockstar, you hate his scars
You see wreckage, I see art
You hear chaos, I hear heart
You just see trouble in the yard
But I’m in the front row, screaming his name
You can ground my body, not my flame
I love my rockstar, I love my rockstar
You can’t tear him from my veins
Details
GeneratedFeb 12, 2026
Duration2:49
LanguageEnglish
Style
rap, Aggressive hard rock-rap hybrid with female vocals and snarling rap verses; palm-muted guitars under the verses that explode into wide, distorted power chords in the chorus. Tight punchy drums, subby bass glued to the kick, occasional trap hi-hat flurries. Hook drenched in stacked gang vocals and shout-along chants, brief half-time breakdown before the final chorus for a rowdy crowd moment., hard rock, female vocals
Credits
Prompt bylyric_Lyricess
ModelAria v5
Prompt
Hard rock, Rap. Female vocals, Rap Vocals a song about loving a Rockstar and your parents are mad.
