Pathetic

Lyrics

[Intro - smoky jazz lounge, upright bass pulse, brushed drums, breathy female vocal with reverb]

[Verse 1 - sultry dark-pop groove, low Rhodes chords, muted trumpet stabs, close-mic’d contralto vocals]
She walks in, gold around her throat
Laughs like money’s a private joke
Blonde hair shining, crowd parts like the sea
Every eye follows her, but they don’t see me

I count the zeroes she doesn’t even try
She buys the room and calls it “just being nice”
But I see the cracks beneath the smile she wears
And I’m already planning which ones to tear

[Pre-Chorus - tension-building bass line, sparse hi-hat clicks, vocals rising from whisper to half-sung]
Pathetic little pageant queen
Living off a script written by her daddy’s team
I want the crown, the boy, the stage, the scene
I want to watch it all burn while I wear her name

[Chorus - cinematic dark-pop drop, layered harmonies, cinematic drums, distorted low-end synth]
I’m gonna ruin her slow, make her watch me win
Steal the boy she kisses, steal the friends she spins
Take the spotlight, the laughter, the fake applause
Then leave her nothing but the echo of her loss
Yeah, I’ll take it all, I’ll take it all, I’ll take it all

[Verse 2 - jazz swing with trap swing, swinging drums, dirty upright bass, whispered ad-libs]
She calls him “baby” like she invented love
I’ll make him forget her name the second I touch
Her friends already slide into my DMs at night
They’re hungry for the version of her that bites

I’ll wear her perfume just to watch her flinch
Turn her favorite color into my revenge
Every toast she raises, I’ll raise it higher
Then drink it down while she watches the fire

[Bridge - stripped piano, distant brushed snare, raw vocal with light distortion]
They say jealousy’s ugly, but so is she
When the money runs dry and the crowd finally sees
I’ll be the shadow she can’t shake off her skin
The girl who took everything and called it a win

[Final Chorus - full dark-jazz band swell, horns punch, stacked vocals, heavier drums]
I’m gonna ruin her slow, make her watch me win
Steal the boy she kisses, steal the friends she spins
Take the spotlight, the laughter, the fake applause
Then leave her nothing but the echo of her loss
Yeah, I’ll take it all, I’ll take it all…

[Outro - fading upright bass, lone brushed snare, distant reverb vocal]
I’ll take it all…
And smile when she falls…