EWWW

Boy, I swear I get the chills when you show up on my phone…
(“ewww—block him.”)
Not the good kind —
the “lock the doors, leave me alone” kind.
(“alone, babe—yup.”)
Used to think your touch was holy,
Now I’m scrubbing off your name like cheap cologne, babe.
(“scrub scrub—ewww.”)
Told the truth?
Yeah, you never knew her.
(“never, never.”)
Got a new man now,
and his heart beats smoother.
(“mmmhm—upgrade.”)

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PRE-CHORUS (whisper loop layered)

Ooh, you really thought you broke me?
(“boy… bye.”)
Baby… don’t joke me.
(“nope.”)
You’re the last thing I would run back to —
hell, I wouldn’t even walk.
(“walk WHERE? exactly.”)

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CHORUS (big ad libs + echo FX)

Ewww, don’t call me.
(“ewww.” echo)
Ewww, don’t miss me.
(“miss WHO?”)
Ewww, boy — honestly?
(“yup.”)
You’re lucky I don’t bill you for therapy.
(“invoice incoming.”)

I leveled up,
you stayed the same —
Lame.
(“super lame.”)

Ewww, don’t text me.
(“delete that.”)
Ewww, don’t tempt me.
(“don’t even try me.”)
Ewww, baby — simply:
I don’t fuck with you,
not even accidentally.
(“yikes.”)

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VERSE 2 (quiet sass in the background)

Funny how you swear you’re “changed,”
(“mmhm… sure.”)
but you still smell like the lies you made.
(“lies—lies—lies.” whispered loop)
And your new girl?
She looks bored already —
(“poor thing.”)
guess she learned the game you play.
(“run it again, clown.”)

I ain’t bitter — I’m just blessed.
(“blessed & unbothered.”)
You were practice,
he’s the best.
(“hi best friend.” giggle)
Your whole vibe now makes me stressed…
not pressed.
(“pressed? never.”)

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⭐ BRIDGE (HARD WHISPER AD-LIBS)

You never thought I would leave,
(“yup.”)
you never thought it would end—
(“but it DID.”)
Now you see me
kissing up on your best friend.
(“mwah—hi baby.”)
Yeah, he treats me like a queen
while you chase your regrets.
(“chase it, babe—chase it.”)
Hope you like the view, babe —
this is what “you blew it” gets.
(“boy bye.” whisper echo)

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FINAL CHORUS (layered harmonies + petty whispers)

Ewww, don’t call me.
(“ewwwww.” stretched echo)
Ewww, don’t miss me.
(“miss yourself.”)
Ewww, boy — honestly?
My standards rose the night you cheated on me.
(“facts.”)

I leveled up,
you stayed the same —
Shame.
(“tragic.”)

Ewww, don’t text me.
(“delete. delete.”)
Ewww, don’t tempt me.
(“access DENIED.”)
Ewww, baby — simply:
I don’t fuck with you…
(“never again.”)
and I don’t even pretend to.
(“yikes.” soft laugh)

Whisper-girl fury chill-wave bite, a petty female anthem glowing wicked—she laughs, flips him off in soft vocals