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Verse 1
I wish that I could call you
I’ve got a lifetime left to say
Every time something happens
I still reach for you that way
Something funny, something awful
Something nobody else would get
My first thought is still to call you
My heart hasn’t learned it yet
I wish you’d been here when Dad died
Like we always talked about
You knew that day would break me
You knew how to pull me out
And when it finally happened
I kept thinking this isn’t right
You’re supposed to be here with me
Helping me survive the night
Chorus
I hate there are no new memories
No next time, no “remember when”
Everything I have is frozen
And I keep going back again
I still send you stupid TikToks
Still watch our old Snaps sometimes
Like maybe if I replay them enough
You won’t feel so far behind
The world keeps making memories
But all of ours are through
And I don’t know how to live with that
When my first thought is still you
Verse 2
I wish I could tell you everything
About this nameless boy and me
You’d let me tell the whole damn story
Then say what I refused to see
Probably call him a pussy ass bitch
A PAB, and make me laugh
And somehow make a broken heart
Feel smaller than it had
And I don’t know how to be around
The other people who loved you
What am I supposed to say to them?
What are we supposed to do?
We all knew a different version
We all lost the same best friend
And sometimes being close to them
Just reminds me you’re not coming in
Chorus
I hate there are no new memories
No next time, no “remember when”
Everything I have is frozen
And I keep going back again
When something good happens, I call you
At least I almost do
When something hurts or I have questions
My first thought is still you
Who was that girl we used to know?
Where was that place we went?
You’re still the keeper of my history
I just can’t ask you what it meant
Bridge
And you’re selfish as hell, by the way
Taking Tim Curry and Catherine O’Hara too
Like wherever you went needed more personality
So naturally they followed you
I picture Rocky Horror playing
With Tim right there beside you
Then Schitt’s Creek with Catherine
God, you’d think you’d died and gone to heaven
Which, I guess, you did
And that makes me laugh
And then it makes me cry
That’s kind of how loving you works now
Every memory has two sides
Final Chorus
I hate there are no new memories
That’s the part I can’t make fair
I can keep every piece you left me
But I can’t make another there
So I’ll keep sending you the TikToks
Keep watching us laugh on my phone
Keep almost calling when life happens
Before I remember you’re gone
And maybe twenty years from now
Some part of me still will
Hear something exciting, sad, or strange
And reach to tell you still
‘Cause the hardest part of losing you
Isn’t only missing you
It’s having a whole life left to live
And wanting to tell you all of it.
Details
GeneratedSep 8, 2026
Duration5:01
LanguageEnglish
Style
Raw cinematic punk-pop grief ballad, intimate female vocal, innocent, bittersweet, conversational, not super slow
Credits
Prompt byMRobins
ModelAria v5.5
