

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] You laughed in the hallway Every time he walked by Called him every name you could dream up Never once asked him why You said it was “just kidding” He should “learn how to take a joke” You never saw the way his hands Shook when you spoke [Chorus] You think you’re cool, cuttin’ down the weak Just havin’ fun, just blowin’ off steam ’Til his chair sits there, pushed in neat That empty desk where his boots used to beat Late one night he finally slipped away From the pain you carved in him day after day You think you’re tough when you watch him break But you don’t feel brave at his wake [Verse 2] His mama brought cupcakes On his birthday last fall You snickered in the corner While she smiled at you all He went home a little quieter Started sleeping in his clothes He wrote “I’m sorry” in a letter You’ll never wanna read those [Chorus] You think you’re cool, cuttin’ down the weak Just havin’ fun, just blowin’ off steam ’Til his chair sits there, pushed in neat That empty desk where his boots used to beat Late one night he finally slipped away From the pain you carved in him day after day You think you’re tough when you watch him break But you don’t feel brave at his wake [Bridge] Now the locker door stays open Books still on the floor You walk by a little faster Can’t meet your own reflection anymore ’Cause every time you close your eyes You hear his quiet voice “I’d have stayed another sunrise If you’d given me a choice” [Chorus] You think you’re cool, cuttin’ down the weak Just havin’ fun, just blowin’ off steam ’Til his chair sits there, pushed in neat That empty desk where his boots used to beat Late one night he finally slipped away From the pain you carved in him day after day You think you’re tough when you watch him break But it’s hard to be proud When it’s you at the grave [Outro] Just words, you said, just “playin’ around” Now his name’s carved deep in the cold, hard ground
Tags
country, Sparse country ballad with male vocals, fingerpicked acoustic and soft pedal steel. Intimate, close-mic verses; chorus opens with warm harmonies and a gentle, steady kick. Subtle organ pad blooms under the second chorus, then everything strips back to just guitar and voice on the final line for a gut-punch ending., male vocals
3:17
No
2/17/2026