Crap

[Verse 1]
You hit my phone like
“U up?” at 4 a.m.
I stare, I type
then throw it in the trash again
You say you’ve changed
Same line, same cheap perfume
Different night
But it’s the same old doom
[Chorus]
You got me like crap, crap
Why do I come back, back
Heart in your backpack
You don’t even want that
Crap, crap
Stuck in your trap, trap
I should’ve learned, but I snap right back
You treat my love like crap
[Verse 2]
We argue quiet
In the backseat of your car
You park, you pout
You say I always go too far
You kiss my neck
Just to shut me up again
I hate how fast
My body always forgives
[Chorus]
You got me like crap, crap
Why do I come back, back
Heart in your backpack
You don’t even want that
Crap, crap
Stuck in your trap, trap
I should’ve learned, but I snap right back
You treat my love like crap
[Bridge]
I write your name
Then scratch it out
Red on my lips
Same on the couch
I say I’m done
Then you say “stay”
And I just melt
Then curse my own name
[Chorus]
You got me like crap, crap
Why do I come back, back
Heart in your backpack
You don’t even want that
Crap, crap
Stuck in your trap, trap
I should’ve learned, but I snap right back
You treat my love like crap

rap, Dark pop-trap with female vocals; glassy plucks over a moody, head-nod groove and deep sub. Verses tight and half-whispered, then chorus blooms with layered harmonies and distorted backing chops. Sparse piano on the bridge, then drums slam back in for a final hook., beats, pop