Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Paid eight hundred cash In a stranger’s gravel drive You laughed at the peeling paint Said it looked like “first love” on four bald tires Coffee in the cup holder Shaky on the interstate Windows down That summer humming Felt like getting away [Chorus] I crashed my first white Datsun Into a rusted guardrail bend Airbags Smoke and trembling hands Thought the world was gonna end Now it’s glass on the shoulder Blinkers ticking in the dark Yeah I crashed my first white Datsun Didn’t know it’d hit my heart [Verse 2] Dad showed up in work boots Didn’t yell Just kicked a stone Said “Metal’s meant for bending Kid I’m just glad you’re coming home” Tow truck dragged that memory Scraping sparks across the lane You took pictures on your phone Tried to joke away the shake [Chorus] I crashed my first white Datsun Into a rusted guardrail bend Airbags Smoke and trembling hands Thought the world was gonna end Now it’s glass on the shoulder Blinkers ticking in the dark Yeah I crashed my first white Datsun Didn’t know it’d hit my heart [Bridge] Still find paint on my old jeans Little flakes of that off-white dream Tell me What’s a first time really worth If it doesn’t sting [Chorus] I crashed my first white Datsun But I walked out Lungs on fire You held on to my shaking face Said “Guess we used up all its miles” Now it’s steel in a scrapyard But it lives in every scar Yeah I crashed my first white Datsun First love First wrecked car (hey!)
Tags
rock, Indie rock trio energy, male vocals. Tight, crunchy rhythm guitars over a driving, mid-tempo groove; bass locks in with dry, punchy drums. Verses stay restrained with palm-muted riffs and conversational vocal, choruses explode with open chords, shout-along hooks, and a touch of overdriven lead. Brief bridge strips to vocal, bass, and toms before a final, ragged full-band outro., indie rock
Duration
3:06
Instrumental
No
Created
3/12/2026