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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I left the key in the bowl
And I left you the bills
I took the easy road
Through the paper mill
You were at the table
With the phone in your hand
I said, “I’ll be back”
But I never came back
[Pre-Chorus]
Now the door won’t close
Like it used to do
And every empty chair
Is looking back at you
I hear my name
In the damaged frame
I know the price
I know the shame
[Chorus]
I ran, I ran
(Backseat promises)
I ran from the load
(Backseat promises)
Now I pay it all
In the dust I made
I can’t outrun
What I gave away
[Verse 2]
There’s a crack in the sink
And a rent on the wall
Your flowers went dry
By the end of fall
I was chasing bright
With a pocket full of lies
Now the mirror tells
What the night denies
[Pre-Chorus]
Every mile I took
Had your face inside
Every little win
Was a borrowed ride
I hear your steps
In the hallway sound
All the things I fled
Are around me now
[Chorus]
I ran, I ran
(Backseat promises)
I ran from the load
(Backseat promises)
Now I pay it all
In the dust I made
I can’t outrun
What I gave away
[Bridge]
If I could turn that car around
I’d face the phone, the door, the crowd
I’d take the blame with both my hands
And stand where a grown man stands
But the road I chose
Keeps coming home
And every wrong I built
Won’t leave me alone
[Chorus]
I ran, I ran
(Backseat promises)
I ran from the load
(Backseat promises)
Now I pay it all
In the dust I made
I can’t outrun
What I gave away
[Outro]
I can’t outrun
What I gave away
(Backseat promises)
What I gave away
Details
GeneratedApr 22, 2026
Duration4:28
LanguageEnglish
Style
80’s rock power ballad with a driving mid-tempo pulse, big tom fills, chiming guitars, and a soaring chorus that opens wide after a stripped verse; verse stays intimate with piano and muted guitar, pre-chorus lifts on stacked harmonies and rising snare, chorus crashes in with power chords and sustained lead guitar; vocal is breathy and close in verses, doubled and belted on hooks with gang shouts on the title, delay throws on final words, reverse swells into each lift, arena-sized and glossy, ballad, rock
Credits
Prompt byPhantom325
ModelAria v5.5
Prompt
80’s rock power ballad about running away from responsibility and its consequences
