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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
You left your blue jacket there
On my crooked kitchen chair
I kept it folded all week
Like a note I wouldn't read
Your key still turns in my hand
But I don't know where you stand
You say it like it's nothing
Like I was never something
[Pre-Chorus]
And I bite my tongue
When you call me late
You always sound so sure
I don't sound that way
[Chorus]
Don't call me now (don't call me now)
You want the easy parts
Don't call me now (don't call me now)
You already broke my heart
Blue jacket on the floor
I don't wait for you anymore
[Verse 2]
You came back with that smile
Like a trick I knew awhile
Same boots, same careless grin
Same mess you bring me in
I watched the rain hit the glass
Counted all the ways you'd pass
Then I learned to lock the door
And not look for you anymore
[Pre-Chorus]
And I bite my tongue
When you call me late
You always sound so sure
I don't sound that way
[Chorus]
Don't call me now (don't call me now)
You want the easy parts
Don't call me now (don't call me now)
You already broke my heart
Blue jacket on the floor
I don't wait for you anymore
[Bridge]
I used to save your seat
Used to hear your key
Now the room feels small
But it belongs to me
[Final Chorus]
Don't call me now (don't call me now)
You want the easy parts
Don't call me now (don't call me now)
You already broke my heart
Blue jacket on the floor
I don't wait for you anymore
Details
GeneratedMay 5, 2026
Duration2:55
Style
Indie rock / garage rock with a tight mid-tempo pulse, angular muted guitar riffs, bouncing bass, and a dry snare that snaps in the pocket; verse stays clipped and cool, pre-chorus opens with stacked oohs and a rising guitar run, chorus lands bigger with gang doubles on the hook. Female vocals, close-mic and slightly nasal, with occasional octave doubles and short delay throws. Tape hiss, pick scrape fills, and a quick drum fill into each chorus. Bright, crunchy mix with a raw downtown edge.
Credits
Prompt byNobleFalcon494
ModelAria v5.5
Prompt
The strokes but sang by a female
