Lyrics
[Verse 1]
You said it’s over on a Tuesday
Kids asleep, dishes in the sink
You watched my chest cave in the doorway
I watched our future start to shrink
Two weeks on mama’s old futon
Staring at cracked paint, replaying the scene
Your name lighting up my phone, on
and off, like a fever dream
[Pre-Chorus]
Thought that was the credits
Thought love had left the show
But every time I packed my bags
Little voices cried, “Don’t go”
[Chorus]
Same road, same ring, but a new way we hold it
Same hands, same house, with a different kind of hope in it
You broke my heart, now you’re helping me mend the scar
We got three small reasons in the backseat of this old car
We’re moving on, yeah, we’re moving on
With the same damn person I was certain I’d lost
California sun in our rearview tears
Same road, same ring, but we’re not who we were last year
[Verse 2]
Picture day, you tie their sneakers
You hum that song from ’09
I still flinch when we get heated
You still hate admitting you lied
But you read your letters in the driveway
Voice shaking, “I was sick with pride”
I said, “Don’t promise me you’ll be perfect
Just promise me you’ll stay and try”
[Pre-Chorus]
We built a bed on splinters
We pulled the thorns from sheets
Now every fight’s a little softer
We listen more before we speak
[Chorus]
Same road, same ring, but a new way we hold it
Same hands, same house, with a different kind of hope in it
You broke my heart, now you’re helping me mend the scar
We got three small reasons in the backseat of this old car
We’re moving on, yeah, we’re moving on
With the same damn person I was certain I’d lost
California sun in our rearview tears
Same road, same ring, but we’re not who we were last year
[Bridge]
[Beat drops to organ and guitar]
Midnight in Moreno Valley
Laundry mountains, cartoons low
You pass me one of those strawberries
Say, “Baby, taste how sweet we grow” (oh)
I see crow’s feet at your eyelids
From all the times we laughed instead of yelled
Guess some stories don’t end tragic
They just learn a different way to tell
[Chorus]
Same road, same ring, but a new way we hold it
Same hands, same house, with a different kind of hope in it
You broke my heart, now you’re helping me mend the scar
We got three small reasons in the backseat of this old car
We’re moving on, yeah, we’re moving on
Past every slammed door and every lost cause
California sky through the kitchen screen
Same road, same ring, but we’re living out a new scene
Style
rapwide-screen pop-rap ballad with dusty blues guitar riffs over warm synth pads and a steady electro backbeat; verses in conversational male vocals that lean into rhythmic rap cadenceschoruses sung big and melodic with layered harmonies. subby bass glues it togetherorgan swells in the bridge for a churchy liftthen everything drops to vocal-and-guitar before the finalanthemic hook.electropopblues
Prompt
A sentimental song about moving on with the same person after they broke your heart. While Having three kids together and settling down in California, rap, pop, electro, blues
Credits
Prompt byjf19
GeneratedFeb 16, 2026
ModelAria v5
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