[[SFX: radio tuning, faint crowd murmur]] [[Voiceover: Announcer, projected, dramatic]] "Breaking news… looks like we’ve got another trainwreck on our hands!" [Verse 1] Sittin’ backseat, thinkin’ you own the show Fake smiles flash, and yeah, everybody knows Chasin’ thrills, poppin’ pills — c’mon, it’s all exposed But I ain’t fooled — I see right through your blows [Pre-Chorus 1] Heads up! Red flags everywhere Every text you send? Blocked, beware [[Voiceover: Announcer, projected, sarcastic]] "Up next on Heartbreak FM… you guessed it, another meltdown!" Honey, just stay outta my lane [Chorus 1] Don’t care, psycho glare Full-speed crash, gave me the creeps — outta my league, beware Hit the brakes, burned your face, trash parade on prime-time air Stay in your lane, backseat boy, don’t even dare [[SFX: keyboard typing, subtle beep]] [Verse 2] Late-night halls, neon glow, sneakin’ lies while puttin’ on a show You want a bride on the cover spread, but buddy, your rep’s long gone, you know Stole my lipstick, stole my time — clout from me? Nah, that line’s mine Crash and burn, prime-time story — everybody laughs at your shine [Pre-Chorus 2] Breaking: all channels callin’ your bluff [[Voiceover: Announcer, projected, playful]] "Sources say… yep, multiple nonsense alerts!" Banned from apps, can’t keep up with your stuff Radio chuckles, audience huff Honey, enough is enough [Chorus 2] Don’t care, psycho glare Full-speed crash, gave me the creeps — outta my league, beware Hit the brakes, burned your face, trash parade on prime-time air Stay in your lane, backseat boy, don’t even dare [[DJ, playful, theatrical]] "Live from Studio B — the meltdown saga continues, folks!" Ladies & gents, watch the show, the megalomaniac strikes again Camera flashes, crowd gasps, news ticker screams 'what a sin!' Super gross, shave your back — joke of the night, that’s the knack Everybody hates you, sweetie, let’s not look back [Chorus 3 / Outro] Don’t care, psycho glare Full-speed crash, gave me the creeps — outta my league, beware Hit the brakes, burned your face, trash parade on prime-time air Stay in your lane, backseat boy, don’t even dare [[SFX: radio fade-out, applause]]
