You Can’t Have a Rom-Com Romance With Your Childhood Friend

[Verse 1]
You cut your hair
I missed the day
Scroll your feed
Pretend I’m okay
Group chat plans
Same old store
You try on jackets
Spin on the floor (hey!)
[Pre-Chorus]
Everyone jokes
We’d be cute together
You roll your eyes
Say “you’re like my brother”
I laugh too loud
Change the subject fast
Hide that hit
Like a car crash
[Chorus]
You can’t have a rom-com romance with your childhood friend
No soundtrack swell
Just the word “best”
Stuck in the credits of a film that never begins
I bite my tongue again
Again
You can’t have a rom-com romance with your childhood friend
We know too much
Every scar
Every mess
If I say I love you
It rewrites everything
So I’ll stay your idiot
Smiling at the end (oh no)
[Verse 2]
Your mom still calls
Me “that sweet boy”
Hands us snacks
Like we’re kids with toys
You steal my fries
From the same old tray
You say “don’t ever
Grow up
Okay?”
[Pre-Chorus]
You ask me straight
“Who you crushing lately?”
I name a stranger
Laugh it off vaguely
Your face relaxes
You start to tease
My chest goes tight
I just say “please”
[Chorus]
You can’t have a rom-com romance with your childhood friend
No rooftop kiss in the summer rain
Just inside jokes and your head on my shoulder again
And me rehearsing words I never send
You can’t have a rom-com romance with your childhood friend
Our photo albums would turn into weapons
If I cross the line and I can’t get back again
So I’ll stay your idiot
Smiling at the end (yeah, yeah)
[Bridge]
Maybe someday
You’ll miss my name
Call at midnight
Say “I feel strange”
I’ll run to you
Like I always do
Praying this scene
Finally changes cue (oh)
[Chorus]
You can’t have a rom-com romance with your childhood friend
So I’ll clap
I’ll cheer for whoever you pick
Learn their playlist
Pretend it doesn’t sting
I’m your background extra
Trying not to win
You can’t have a rom-com romance with your childhood friend
But if the world ever flips the script again
If opening credits ever start to roll in
I’ll say “I’ve loved you since we were ten” (hey)
Till then I’m your idiot
Smiling at the end

rock, Upbeat J-pop/pop punk hybrid with male vocals, bright distorted guitars over bouncy drums and syncopated bass. Verses stay tight and rhythmic, almost talk-sung, then explode into a wide-open anime-style chorus with stacked gang shouts on key lines. Add shiny synth leads doubling the hook, brief half-time pre-chorus drop, and a final chorus modulation for maximum feel-good heartbreak., pop, anime, j-pop, pop punk