Lyrics
[Verse 1]
You said you were "just curious"
You said you "needed to escape"
But you were only thirteen in that bathroom stall
Already carving out your fate
You traded in your science books
For tiny bags and bigger lies
I watched your bedroom turn to a waiting room
With empty bottles
Faded eyes
[Pre-Chorus]
How do you grow up
When you cut out half your life
How do you call it love
When I'm just cleaning up your nights
[Chorus]
I'm not dating your addiction
I'm not saving you again
You keep chasing that collision
Crash and call it medicine
You were thirteen in the bathroom
Now you're buried in your head
I won't be your babysitter
While you practice being dead
[Verse 2]
I met your dealer more than your mom
Knew her car more than your face
You missed my birthday
Missed our plans
You never missed another taste
You said
"This stuff just makes me float"
You said
"At least I feel awake"
But I was drowning in your apathy
Treading water in your wake
[Pre-Chorus]
How do you grow up
When your timeline's cracked in two
I'm not your past
I'm not your parent
I'm just done choosing you
[Chorus]
I'm not dating your addiction
I'm not saving you again
You keep chasing that collision
Crash and call it medicine
You were thirteen in the bathroom
Now you're buried in your head
I won't be your babysitter
While you practice being dead
[Bridge]
Thirteen lines in the bathroom (hey!)
Turned to years you can't get back
I loved the kid you could have been
Not the ghost inside this act
[Chorus]
I'm not dating your addiction
I'm not saving you again
You keep chasing that collision
Crash and call it medicine
You were thirteen in the bathroom
Now I'm finally cutting loose
Take your past and take your poison
'Cause my future's not with you
Style
rockangsty pop-punk / alt-rock with female vocalsoverdriven guitars and tightpunchy drums. verses stay lean and palm-mutedbass pushing the groove; pre-chorus climbs with octave guitars and roomy snare. chorus explodes with gang vocalsopen chordsand a bright lead line doubling the hook. bridge drops to bass and voicethen slams back in with shouted call-and-response. high-energyrawand sarcastic with a final cymbal choke.pop rockalternative rockpunk
Prompt
Make a mad song about me breaking up with my ex because he started to take ketamine at 13 years old , rock, pop rock, alternative rock, punk
Credits
Prompt byNATHAN
GeneratedFeb 15, 2026
ModelAria v5
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