Cracks In My Chest

[Intro]
Yeah
Thought you were forever
Guess forever had an exit
Listen
[Verse 1]
You left your hair tie in my car
Like a landmine
Every time I see it
I rewind time
Arguing in your driveway
You crying, me sideways
Saying we’ll be fine
Lying in the same phrase
Screen lit up
You were typing, then you backspaced
Now I’m stuck
Reading silence like it’s all hate
I gave you birthdays
Inside jokes, dumb names
You gave me one word
“Okay”
Then you changed
[Chorus]
Got these cracks in my chest
Where your name used to rest
You said “I need a break”
Guess you meant “I need an exit”
I was all in, you were halfway gone
Smiling in my face with the mask on
Now I sleep on the side where you slept
Just to feel what’s left
[Verse 2]
Friends say
“Bro, you dodged one, you’ll be good”
But they never kissed you
In my childhood hood
Never drove aimless
Till the gas light glowed
Talking about kids
Like we already old
You left your code on my door
Now it’s changed
Guess that’s how easy
You replaced my name
You post new pics
I don’t like, I don’t scroll
But I see that new hand
On the waist I still know
[Chorus]
Got these cracks in my chest
Where your name used to rest
You said “I need a break”
Guess you meant “I need an exit”
I was all in, you were halfway gone
Smiling in my face with the mask on
Now I sleep on the side where you slept
Just to feel what’s left
[Bridge]
I ain’t begging you back
Just begging for sense
How we go from “it’s us”
To “it was” in a text
I replay every word
Like a trial in my head
You already moved on
I’m still talking to your ghost in my bed (yeah)
[Chorus]
Got these cracks in my chest
Where your name used to rest
You said “I need a break”
Guess you meant “I need an exit”
I was all in, you were halfway gone
Smiling in my face with the mask on
Now I sleep on the side where you slept
Just to feel what’s left

rap, Moody, intimate trap-rap beat around 80–85 BPM, filtered keys and distant pads over deep, lazy 808 groove. Verses sit close and confessional with male vocals, subtle delay on key punchlines. Hook swells with layered harmonies and a simple, chantable melody; snare rolls and sub swells lift emotional peaks while keeping the overall texture sparse and heavy.