Travesty

bland, mopey, slow, generic, female singer-songwriter, limited vocal range, acoustic guitar, repetitive

June 13th, 2024suno

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Friday lights, you were the king, Chasing glory, chasing rings. I stood by, sideline cheer, Lost in the roar, did you see me here? Your name lit up in flashing signs, While mine just echoed in silent lines. We played a game with different rules, In this love, was I just a fool? [Pre-Chorus] Trying to hold on to what was never mine, I was your cheerleader, off the sideline. But hearts can't win in games they don't understand, I was playing checkers, you played a harder hand. [Chorus] Travesty, how we mixed love and fame, I thought we played a different game. You were in the field, while I was in the stands, Loving you, was a losing hand. Travesty, it's a twist in the plot, Gave it all, but it wasn't enough. From touchdowns to breakups, you took the lead, In the end, it was you, not me. [Verse 2] Tailgates and first dates, where did they go? Lost in your playbook, a one-man show. I wrote you songs, you wrote the headlines, In your world of passes, did you miss the signs? Every cheer, supposed to be our victory lap, Instead, they mapped the gaps we couldn't grasp. You threw your arms up, claimed another win, While I stood there, losing everything [Pre-Chorus] I thought love was a team sport, but I stood alone, You were chasing cups, I was making a home. But the game's over now, the crowd's gone away, It's just me and the echoes of your replay. [Chorus] Travesty, how we mixed love and fame, I thought we played a different game. You were in the field, while I was in the stands, Loving you, was a losing hand. Travesty, it's a twist in the plot, Gave it all, but it wasn't enough. From touchdowns to breakups, you took the lead, In the end, it was you, not me. [Bridge] Maybe in another life, we'd have our parade, But here I stand, watching the charade. As the stadium lights dim, l'm walking away, This game's over, no more plays to play. [Chorus] Travesty, how we mixed love and fame, I thought we played a different game. You were in the field, while I was in the stands, Loving you, was a losing hand. Travesty, it's a twist in the plot, Gave it all, but it wasn't enough. From touchdowns to breakups, you took the lead, In the end, it was me, finally freed. [Outro] As the field clears, I find my peace, No more games, just sweet release. Travesty turned testimony, I found my path, now I walk it lonely.

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