Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] You text “come through” I’m at your door by nine We talk too loud Pretend we’re doing fine Empty cups On the dresser by your bed Laughing hard So we don’t say what’s in our heads [Chorus] Being with you is bittersweet Tastes like sugar on my teeth Every kiss just cuts too deep But I still I still need it Holding your hand feels right Feels wrong Like I’m waking in a breakup song If this is love I’ll play along ‘Cause I still I still need it (need it) [Verse 2] You call me “home” But you’re packing up your plans You say “not yet” While you’re letting go my hand Little lies Folded in your Sunday clothes You pull me close Then you say you gotta go [Chorus] Being with you is bittersweet Tastes like sugar on my teeth Every kiss just cuts too deep But I still I still need it Holding your hand feels right Feels wrong Like I’m waking in a breakup song If this is love I’ll play along ‘Cause I still I still need it (oh yeah) [Bridge] Tell me why the brightest nights Always end in quiet fights Why I’m saying I’m okay While I’m begging you to stay (stay, stay) If hurting’s all we ever do Why am I still running to you? [Chorus] Being with you is bittersweet Tastes like sugar on my teeth Every kiss just cuts too deep But I still I still need it Holding your hand feels right Feels wrong Like I’m waking in a breakup song If this is love I’ll play along ‘Cause I still I still need it (need it, need it)
Tags
pop, Shimmering future bass pop with male vocals; filtered keys and pitched vocal chops in the intro swell into wide detuned synths and side‑chained pads. Verses sit over a pulsing, syncopated low end and tight, skittery percussion; chorus explodes with bright supersaw stacks, sub drops, and layered gang vocals on the hook. Bridge pulls back to vocoder and bell arps before a final, full‑throttle chorus.
Duration
3:04
Instrumental
No
Created
1/22/2026