

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] You left your hair tie on my dashboard Half a pack of reds in the door Your boots carved circles in that red dirt lot Till you said you couldn't stay here anymore I still got your playlist in my truck Hitting every small-town mile Talking to your ghost in the rearview glass Like you're riding shotgun for a while [Chorus] You’re the one that got away But you’re here in every day In the midnight drive, in the coffee lines In the quiet things I never say Yeah, the one that slipped my hands Still running through my plans Girl, I lost you on that interstate But you're the one that got away, still here [Verse 2] Your mama asks about me at the Walmart Says you hate that northern snow I laugh and say I'm doing just fine Then I sit in my truck and let it go I still see that tail light disappearing Past the Welcome sign at state line blue Thought time would turn your name to nothing But every love song still sounds like you [Chorus] You’re the one that got away But you’re here in every day In the midnight drive, in the coffee lines In the quiet things I never say Yeah, the one that slipped my hands Still running through my plans Girl, I lost you on that interstate But you're the one that got away, still here [Bridge] [Beat drops darker, guitars pull back] I tried late-night calls, tried long-shot prayers (oh) Tried a brand-new town, but you’re still there In the back row pew, in my old ball cap Every time I think I’ve healed, you drag me back [Chorus] You’re the one that got away But you’re here in every day In the midnight drive, in the coffee lines In the quiet things I never say Yeah, the one that slipped my hands Still running through my plans I can change my town, change my name, change lanes But you’re the one that got away, still here
Tags
rap, Moody country-trap ballad with male vocals: fingerpicked acoustic and dusty electric guitar over spacious 808s and tight snaps. Verses half-sung, half-rap in an intimate low register; chorus swells into an anthemic country rock hook with layered harmonies and wide guitars. Subtle organ pad and pedal-steel swells lift the back half, drums hit harder on each chorus for a slow-burning stadium feel., pop, rock, electric, pop rock, male vocals, moody, country, alternative country, country rock, acoustic
3:02
No
1/20/2026