Beware of the emotional wreckage as you dive into this heart-wrenching anthem of regret and self-blame. Our narrator is swimming in a sea of nostalgia with the grace of a cat avoiding water, longing for a love that vanished faster than your phone's battery on TikTok. They're stuck in a mental funhouse—frightening and lonely—haunted by the ghost of love lost and the echo of their own mistakes. Every line screams, "It's all my fault," like a broken record on repeat, desperately hoping the miles between them and their lost love don’t count. This lyrical ode to self-pity serves up a potent cocktail of remorse, guilt, and what-could-have-beens, with a twist of wishing and a dash of "come back to me" for good measure.
