Tits Up
single
Tits Up
Running at a breathless 172 BPM in E minor, ‘Tits Up’ is the kind of breakup song that doesn’t ask for sympathy, it demands the exit. The distorted guitar wall and punchy rhythm section hit immediately, but it’s the chorus that earns its keep: ‘Took my heart and fucked it up’ lands with the blunt economy of early Alanis Morissette, and the final twist, ‘imagine me tits down on your best friend,’ is the line that’ll stick with you long after the 3:02 runtime. PCBender keeps the production loud and unified without burying the vocal, which cuts through with real attitude. A clean, catchy gut-punch of a track.
Lyrics
"Ass hole crashed, tits up"
I found your texts, I know her name You lied again, it's all the same Your clothes are packed, they're at the door Don't come crying anymore
I gave you love, I gave you trust You threw it out, you killed us Now I'm done, you had your fun She deserves what you've become
It's tits up, you're outta luck Took my heart and fucked it up No more tears, no more fights Get your shit and say goodbye-You're Tits Up
You swore to me, but then you lied Now go crawl back to where she hides Don't send your friends, don't waste my time You made your choice, now pay the fine
I gave you love, I gave you trust You threw it out, you killed us Now I'm done, you had your fun She deserves what you've become
It's tits up, you're outta luck Took my heart and fucked it up No more tears, no more fights Get your shit and say goodbye-You're Tits Up
Don't call me drunk, I've blocked your calls I don't forgive, I won't go back You burned it down, you rotten slag Go sleep with the mess you laid
It's tits up, you're outta luck Took my heart and fucked it up No more tears, no more fights Get your shit and say goodbye-You're Tits Up
Locked the door, changed the key You're just a ghost to me And If you think I'm sad and crying Imagine me tits down on your best friend
Credits
Songwriter: Michael Anthony Rose