

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] You were late to my birthday Showed up laughing Wrong café Said you’re “bad at time and feelings” Guess I’m bad at walking away You still wear my old band tee Cut the sleeves and called it free Every time you say you’re “sorry” You sound kinda proud of me [Chorus] I’m not mad I’m just fine (yeah, I’m fine, I’m fine) Screaming in the car with the windows up Telling my friends I don’t care that much I’m not mad I’m just fine Can’t stop checking if you’re online If this is “over ” why’s it on my mind? I’m not mad I’m just I’m not mad I’m just fine [Verse 2] You still text me your weird dreams “Met your mom and bought ice cream” How’s it still so complicated When we’re barely even a thing? Said you “need a little distance” Then you liked my post in seconds You’re a habit You’re a headache You’re my favorite wrong decision [Chorus] I’m not mad I’m just fine (yeah, I’m fine, I’m fine) Screaming in the car with the windows up Telling my friends I don’t care that much I’m not mad I’m just fine Can’t stop checking if you’re online If this is “over ” why’s it on my mind? I’m not mad I’m just I’m not mad I’m just fine [Bridge] Maybe I’ll block you Maybe I won’t Type out “I hate you” Then hit “don’t” You’re in my head like Every line If this is healing Why’s it feel like [Chorus] I’m not mad I’m just fine (yeah, I’m fine, I’m fine) Screaming in the car with the windows up Telling my friends I don’t care that much I’m not mad I’m just fine Can’t stop checking if you’re online If this is “over ” why’s it on my mind? I’m not mad I’m just I’m not mad I’m just fine
Tags
rock, Fast, punchy pop-punk with crunchy guitars, driving bass, and tight, upbeat drums; male vocals with bratty edge and gang shouts on the hook. Verses stay lean with palm-muted riffs; choruses explode with open chords and stacked harmonies. Brief middle-eight drop to half-time before a final, shout-along chorus., pop punk
2:21
No
2/21/2026