Lyrics
[Verse 1]
You say
"Relax
You're overthinking"
While I’m staring at your phone face down
Lipstick on your sleeve
Wrong shade
Wrong story
You laugh it off
Turn the blame around
You call it love when I start leaving
You swear you changed
Just had a "bad week"
You kiss my tears like it means something
Then disappear before I can speak
[Chorus]
I’m tired of being your side piece soliloquy
Talking to walls while you’re playing your symphony
Of half-truths
Late nights
"baby
You’re crazy"
I’m not your backup plan
Your borrowed body
I’m not your secret ache that you only touch in the dark
You don’t get access to my heart (no more)
[Verse 2]
You text "I miss you" when she’s sleeping
Like I’m a habit you can’t quit
Delete my name before the morning
Pretend your hands were never on my hips
You spin your tales
I start to doubt it
Question my eyes
My memory
But I remember every warning sign
Every time you edited the scene
[Chorus]
I’m tired of being your side piece soliloquy
Talking to walls while you’re playing your symphony
Of half-truths
Late nights
"baby
You’re crazy"
I’m not your backup plan
Your borrowed body
I’m not your secret ache that you only touch in the dark
You don’t get access to my heart (no more)
[Bridge]
You say
"If I didn’t care
I wouldn’t fight" (yeah right)
But you only hold me when you kill the lights
You call me jealous
You call me mean
You call it drama when I say what I’ve seen
I used to bend myself into the blame
Now I’m walking out
You can keep your shame
You’ll tell her I was just a phase
Just a friend
But I’m the truth that’s gonna haunt you in the end (oh)
[Chorus]
I’m done being your side piece soliloquy
No more pretending you’re anything good for me
Keep your half-truths
Late nights
"baby
You’ll miss me"
I was your better life
And you couldn’t see
I’m not your secret ache that you only touch in the dark
You don’t get access to my heart
You don’t get access to my heart (anymore)
Style
moody alt-pop ballad with female vocals over spaciousreverb-soaked keys and sparse sub bass. verses stay intimate and close-mic’dalmost whispered; drums slide in with a slowhead-nod groove. chorus blooms with stacked harmonies and a haunting synth padthen pulls back again for a confessional bridge. vocal ad-libs trail off like unanswered texts.sad
Prompt
A sad song about a boy who is manipulative, gaslighting, liar, cheater, and just uses me as a side piece
Credits
Prompt byVividWizard622
GeneratedMar 10, 2026
ModelAria v5
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