[Spoken Skit] I tried a real relationship. It died. The relationship, I mean. Mostly. Turns out I am very bad at sharing a bathroom and extremely good at sharing a dinner bill. The wrong way. They snored. They left the seat up. They owned a toolbox and used it as decoration. I gave them chances. Three. Maybe two. Then I gave them space. A lot of space. Permanent space. Friends started counting my exes on their fingers and running out of fingers. I called it bad luck. They called it a pattern. I called Mexico. Mexico felt like a holiday. If holidays include not answering the phone and never going back for your stuff. --- Lyrics © 2026 TrixTuneX All Rights Reserved. Visuals: Created with Grok · Music: Suno Exclusively available on Suno.
