Create emo-pop/pop punk lyrics for a raw female vocalist, BPM 155, D major, core instrumentation: crunchy overdriven power-chord rhythm guitar, punchy distorted bass, fast 16th-note punk drums, soft fingerpicked ukulele for opening verses, vocals shifting from shaky quiet vulnerability to throat-shredding cathartic screams. Theme: 17-year-old sneaking out of her suffocating small-town suburban home after her first real breakup, screaming her frustration at a faded "WELCOME TO OUR PERFECT TOWN" billboard, lashing out at her parents' rigid expectations and the ex who left her for a preppy college track. Imagery includes chipped black nail polish, crumpled love notes in a ripped backpack, smudged eyeliner running in summer rain, the distant hum of a late-night diner neon sign. Mood is angsty, furious, and quietly hopeful as she decides she’s going to leave town for good this time. Lyric flow matches Hayley Williams’ sharp conversational punch and Olivia Rodrigo’s unfiltered teen vulnerability, no overly polished metaphors, keep lines snappy and scream-along friendly for basement show crowds.
Lyrics
[Intro] [Verse] Window sill is cold and wet Chipped black polish, no regret Ripped my backpack at the seam Crumpled notes of a dead dream Mom is sleeping down the hall Dad don't know me at all Sneaking past the kitchen light I’m not coming home tonight [Pre-Chorus] I’m sick of playing the part Of the girl with the hollow heart The summer rain is starting to bite I’m setting fire to the night [Chorus] Hey, "Welcome to our Perfect Town" I’m gonna burn this billboard down You left for track and a preppy life Left me bleeding on a butter knife I’m screaming till my throat is raw Breaking every suburban law [Post-Chorus] Yeah, I’m gone So long Perfect Town Burn it down [Verse] Eyeliner running down my face Hate the silence of this place Neon sign at the diner glows Where I’m going? No one knows You wanted trophies on a shelf I just wanted to be myself Ten miles out on the interstate I’m finally deciding my own fate [Pre-Chorus] I’m sick of playing the part Of the girl with the hollow heart The summer rain is starting to bite I’m setting fire to the night [Chorus] Hey, "Welcome to our Perfect Town" I’m gonna burn this billboard down You left for track and a preppy life Left me bleeding on a butter knife I’m screaming till my throat is raw Breaking every suburban law [Breakdown] (Ukulele returns, voice shaky) I thought you were the one Now I’m just coming undone (Guitars crash in, screaming) I’M SEVENTEEN I’M NOT A MACHINE I HATE THIS STREET I HATE YOUR FEET RUNNING AWAY TO A BETTER VIEW FUCK THIS TOWN AND FUCK YOU TOO [Bridge] No more curfews, no more lies Watch the anger in my eyes Passing the sign at eighty-five First time I’ve felt alive Truly alive [Chorus] Hey, "Welcome to our Perfect Town" I’m gonna burn this billboard down You left for track and a preppy life Left me bleeding on a butter knife I’m screaming till my throat is raw Breaking every suburban law [Post-Chorus] Yeah, I’m gone So long Perfect Town Burn it down [Outro]
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