You Didn’t Break My Heart (Ashbyte x LxI)

[Intro - male rapper] Ha! Comin’ in with that Ashbyte And L x I Get after it Ash I got you girl [Transition] [Verse 1 - Female Singer] You said you were “low‑key” Guess I should’ve read the subtext Turned out you were high drama In a thrift-store leather jacket You call me at 2 a.m. Like I’m some late-night rerun Same plot, same lines, same ending I’m bored before the theme song comes on [Pre-Chorus -Male Rapper] And you keep talking like a near-miss Like that makes you hard to forget But I can see the whole trick now You’re not subtle, you’re just loud enough to regret [Chorus - Female singer] You didn’t break my heart You just bent it out of shape Left your fingerprints All over my escape You ain’t worth my tears But you’re messin’ with my groove You didn’t kill my love You just knocked it out of tune (feelin’ some type of way about you) [Verse 2 - Female Singer] You quote deep albums at me But you only know the chorus You say you’re “work in progress” More like “buffering” if you’re honest You wanna be my James Dean But you’re givin’ me more sitcom Laugh track in the background While you swear you’re some lost icon [Transition] Come on! [Freestyle Rap - Male rapper] I ain’t the type to be a rebel without a cause Lights-camera-action, baby, leave it on the boulevard If I wanted all this drama, I’d’ve tuned into Hallmark You can keep the spotlight, I ain’t tryna play the hallmark Said you was “low-key,” tried to put it in the ignition— Rejection. Thought you had the keys baby, that’s a misdirection. Talkin’ like “come over,” girl, where’s the intersection? I said “hold up”—now she actin’ like I owe her an extension. You wanna play James Dean, baby, but where’s the rebellion? Talkin’ big screen, but I ain’t buyin’ the projection. You wantin’ karaoke, but I ain’t singin’ your selection— East of Eden, baby, but you ain’t Pier Angeli so I ain’t lookin’ for affection. [Pre-Drop Buildup - Male rapper] Guess you forgot Trix was for kids But that bowl ain’t my dish And you keep talking like a near-miss Like that makes you hard to forget But I can see the whole trick now You’re not subtle, you’re just loud enough to regret You didn’t kill my love, darlin’ Just knocked it out of tune Yeah! [High Energy Disco Bass Drop] Feeling’ some type of way about you— Just knocked it out of tune Feeling’ some type of way about you— Just knocked it out of tune Feeling’ some type of way— [Transition] [Bridge - Female Singer] I’m not your backup singer, baby (uh‑uh) I’m not your unpaid therapist I’m not the “maybe later” lady On your calendar of almost-kisses You say I’m being “extra” I say you were the director Of this low-budget disaster Rolling credits on my patience, sir [final Chorus - Duet, Both voices] They didn’t break our heart Just bent it out of shape Left their fingerprints All over our escape (Woo—!) They ain’t worth the tears But they messin’ with the groove (Yeah—!) You didn’t kill the love You just knocked it out of tune Feeling’ some type of way about you— Feeling’ some type of way about you— Feeling’ some type of way—