[Verse] Cracked floorboards and a busted amp, Coffee spills on the drum kit map. We tried the chord, we tried the rhyme, But the whole damn song was out of time. [Pre-Chorus] Then the lights went low and I forgot the words— But something in the silence made it worse. [Chorus] Oh, it finally clicks, not like a bell, But like a joke I’ve been pretending to tell. We’re not good, we’re not famous, we’re not even real— But for a second? We were something. Yeah, we were something. [Verse] The bass is flat and the mic’s a mess, But your laugh cut through the noise like a yes. No stage, no script, just a room and three, And somehow the music said what we couldn't. [Pre-Chorus] Then the lights went low and I forgot the words— But something in the silence made it worse. [Chorus] Oh, it finally clicks, not like a bell, But like a joke I’ve been pretending to tell. We’re not good, we’re not famous, we’re not even real— But for a second? We were something. Yeah, we were something. [Bridge] Is this what it feels like? To be almost right? A broken record playing something true tonight? We’ll never tour, we’ll never sell, But I’d trade it all for one more *almost* hell. [Chorus] Oh, it finally clicks, not like a bell, But like a joke I’ve been pretending to tell. We’re not good, we’re not famous, we’re not even real— But for a second? We were something. Yeah, we were something. [Outro] One more time—just for the laugh, We’ll never get it right, but it felt like a ruff. So we’ll keep playing… In the basement.