(Chorus - Repeat Hook A)

It was fun being on your side,

Not fun being the one who had to hide.

It was fun to be the one you'd rely on,

Not fun getting no support while being despised.

It was fun trying to be number one,

But not fun when all you cared about was competition.

It was fun when it was fun,

Back when it wasn’t all about funds.

Yeah—it was fun.

(Verse 1)

What can I say? I set myself up,

Went out on a limb—guess branches break on weak constructs.

I’d recommend making mutual love the cornerstone,

Or prepare to be trying all alone.

What could I do? My hope was gone,

You’d think I breached a contract the way I was wronged.

But I can't keep blaming myself,

While holding on to someone who won’t even help—

When you're drowning and they don’t reach out.

Let’s take a moment of silence for all the praise I gave.

Let’s pay homage to giving your all,

Before becoming nothing but ashamed.

I dreamed of a party where you were the reason I came…

Now I just hope no one calls me by my old screen name.

(Verse 2)

I'd be damned if I feel damned,

To have my heart shattered after each rebuild again.

There’s not enough karma in the world

To explain how good I was—for you to flip, then hurl.

Even God sent his son, so sacrifice wouldn’t be a trend,

Even if you don’t believe—don’t you understand the intent?

(Repeat Hook A)

(Bridge)

I'd rather let the A.I. write the rest

So it won’t hit as hard in my chest.

But I gotta express myself one last time

At this chapter's end—just like I did at the start line.

Let’s get a shot, I know it won’t change a thing,

I barely drink, but the rush feels like relief.

The taste is mid, and the hangover’ll sting,

But I’ll still take it—punishment in the morning.

(Verse 3)

It don’t help, don’t even give me escape,

But at least I’m not crying every day.

It’s temporary, maybe even damaging—

But I had thoughts that just needed unraveling.

This could be a party song, even if it’s late,

Or a conscious track that people relate.

But tonight, I’m just gonna give my feelings away—

Since you don’t want them anyway.

(Outro)

From the bottom to the top, from within to without,

From above and below, from faith into doubt.

From the heart, from the soul, from the hope to the goal,

From the love—and what it was sold for…

I won’t dwell on the past too long—but damn.

(Repeat Hook A)