[Intro] [filtered room-tone ambience, distant kick pulse fading in, chopped vocal echoes] Mm Yeah [synth swell rising slowly] You always call when it’s burning down [Verse 1] [minimal four-on-the-floor kick, warm Rhodes stabs, deep sub bass] Keys in the sink Phone ’bout dead You got that “can I stay?” look again Whole room smell like bad ideas And somebody else’s cigarettes [percussion tightens] You say, “Baby, it just got messy” Yeah? That tends to happen when you never think ahead And somehow I’m back in my shoes at midnight Talkin’ you down like it’s my job You always call when the ceiling caves in Never before the damage starts [Pre-Chorus] [kick drops out, atmospheric tension builds, layered vocal harmonies widen] I can sit with somebody hurting I can hold space when life gets hard But you keep choosing chaos first Then acting shocked it got this far [Chorus] [full beat drop, pulsing bassline, sharper drums, vocal doubles] I’m tired of your shenanigans Your “my bad”s and your accidents You light the match Then blame the smoke And drag me into it after [vocal chop repeats: “after… after…”] Every week it’s some new fire Different mess, same damn cycle And I would help if life just happened But you keep helping the disaster [synth lift, wider harmonies] Boy, this didn’t need to get so dramatic Half this stuff was fully avoidable And I can do hard times Can’t do self-inflicted [Post-Chorus] [club synth arpeggio, chopped vocal loop] Self-inflicted Self-self-inflicted [deep bass hit] Different mess, same damn cycle [Verse 2] [bass more aggressive, drums tighter and more dance-driven] You swear this version of you’s temporary But he keeps comin’ back around Big apology, soft eyes, deep sigh Then three days later, here we are now Your friends stopped answerin’ Your sister looks exhausted And somehow I’m the final boss Of problems you could’ve prevented [brief instrumental break] I used to defend you too “Maybe he’s stressed” “Maybe he’s lost” Now I just sit there like …brother, at what cost? [Pre-Chorus] [snare build, filtered synth tension] You treat every warning like a suggestion Every boundary like it’ll bend Then show up here lookin’ devastated When consequences clock in [Chorus] [bigger drop, layered harmonies, brighter synth textures over dark bass] I’m tired of your shenanigans Your “my bad”s and your accidents You light the match Then blame the smoke And drag me into it after [vocal chop echoes: “blame the smoke”] Every week it’s some new fire Different mess, same damn cycle And I would help if life just happened But you keep helping the disaster Boy, this didn’t need to get so dramatic Half this stuff was fully avoidable And I can do hard times Can’t do self-inflicted [Bridge] [beat strips away, isolated bass pulse, intimate almost-spoken vocal] You call it “being human” I call it a pattern You call me when it’s urgent Never when it matters [long reverb tail] Maybe this sounds harsh But somebody had to say it You keep confusing rock bottom With somewhere safe to live in [Build] [rising synth tension, kick slowly re-enters, vocal fragments swirling] Rock bottom Safe to live in Rock bottom Safe to live in [Final Chorus] [largest drop, emotional release, full club energy without losing melancholy] I’m done with your shenanigans Your end-of-world theatrics and Honestly, I’m gettin’ tired Of being good in a crisis ’Cause love is one thing Cleanup’s another [vocal loop repeats: “cleanup’s another”] And lately all we ever do Is recover Boy, this didn’t need to get so dramatic You had exits, you just never took ’em And I can love somebody struggling Just not somebody committed to destruction [Outro] [beat fades to Rhodes, distant club kick dissolves into ambience] Mm I’m not mad you needed help I’m mad you needed the same help again [soft vocal echoes trail off] Again Again Again [fade out]
