

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Saw you flinch when he raised his voice Coffee cup shaking in your hand You said "I'm fine It was just a joke" Yeah I've heard that line I can't stand it You hide bruises under thrift-store sleeves Laugh too loud so you don't cry I crack jokes just to fill the air But I’m burning up inside [Chorus] So I'll wait outside your window Hands in my pockets Heart on fire You can call me in the morning Or ten years down the line I don't want to take you from him I just want you to survive If it takes my whole damn lifetime I'll be here I'll be here Till you finally choose your life [Verse 2] He texts You jump like the floor just moved Screen lights up like a warning sign You say "He says that he really loves me" Love shouldn't look like landmines I walk you home Count your shaky breaths Kick at cans just to kill the time You say "It's bad But it's what I know" I say "There’s more than staying blind" [Chorus] So I'll wait outside your window Hands in my pockets Heart on fire You can call me in the morning Or ten years down the line I don't want to play the savior I just want you still alive If it takes my whole damn lifetime I'll be here I'll be here Till you finally choose your life [Bridge] I'll hold my tongue when you defend him (again) Bite my lip till it tastes like rust Every lie that you repeat for him Still I keep this stupid trust That one night you'll drop your suitcase On my cheap Cold kitchen floor Say "Can I stay here till I’m safe?" I’ll say "Stay forever Or just till four" [Chorus] So I'll wait outside your window Hands in my pockets Heart on fire You can call me in the darkness Or years after you get wise I don't need a happy ending I just need you to survive If it takes my whole damn lifetime I'll be here I'll be here Till you finally choose your life
Tags
rock, Raw indie-punk band feel, male vocals: overdriven guitars, gritty bass, loose live drums. Verses stay tight and muttered on the edge of breakup, tom-heavy drums and palm-muted chords. Choruses explode into wide open crash cymbals, gang shouts, and jangly octave leads. Bridge pulls back to half-time and almost spoken vocal, then slams into a final, shout-along chorus with layered harmonies and feedback tail., indie rock, punk
3:09
No
3/9/2026