Death Loves Garret

[Verse 1]
Her name is Death
But she’s cute in pink
Crop top
Crop top
Tummy to the brink (oh yeah)
She orders three meals
Says
“I’ll share a fry”
Then eats them all
With a happy sigh
[Pre-Chorus]
And when her stomach starts to rumble
It’s a warning from the sky
All the birds go into hiding
But there’s one brave guy
[Chorus]
Garret
Garret
Run if you dare it
When she says “pull my finger”
You still wanna wear it (that smile)
Death got gas
But her heart’s on fire
Every little toot just lifts you higher
Garret
Garret
How can you bear it?
You say
“Love is love”
Then you just grin and wear it
Death loves Garret
Yeah
Death loves Garret
[Verse 2]
Movie night couch
Extra-large plate
She’s like
“I’m a lady”
Then demolishes the cake (hey!)
She leans on his shoulder
Whispers
“Don’t be mad”
Then the sofa levitates
From the blast she had
[Pre-Chorus]
All the candles start to flicker
All the flowers start to bend
But he only pulls her closer
Says
“I’m yours till the end”
[Chorus]
Garret
Garret
Run if you dare it
When she says “pull my finger”
You still wanna wear it (that grin)
Death got gas
But her heart’s so pure
Every little blast
Your favorite cure
Garret
Garret
How can you bear it?
You say
“Love is love”
Then you just grin and wear it
Death loves Garret
Yeah
Death loves Garret
[Bridge]
[Beat drops to claps and bass]
She says
“I’m a thunderstorm”
He says
“You’re my rain”
She says
“I’m a biohazard”
He’s like
“Same” (same!)
Crowded elevator
Everyone’s upset
But Garret just shrugs
“You ain’t smelled love yet”
[Chorus]
Garret
Garret
Run if you dare it
When she says “pull my finger”
You still wanna wear it (oh yeah)
Death got gas
But her love’s that strong
Every loud eruption is your favorite song
Garret
Garret
How can you bear it?
You say
“Love is love”
And you’ll forever wear it
Death loves Garret
Yeah
Death loves Garret
(Death loves Garret)

pop, High-energy bubblegum pop with quirky synth plucks, bouncy four-on-the-floor drums, and bright male/female duet vocals. Verses stay tight and rhythmic with comedic timing; chorus explodes with gang shouts, stacked harmonies, and a pounding kick. Brief middle-8 with filtered drums and talk-sung lines before a huge final hook.