I Took a Chance and You Said Yes
©Schantell Wharton 


I Took a Chance and You Said Yes

In this uptempo remix Zoey's message stands strong that any worth relationship is worth fighting for through tough times.

A Little Rainy Weather Ain't So Bad (cover)

Baby, I Don’t Miss You Anymore
A slow-burn strut for anyone who ever lied their way into freedom.

This isn’t heartbreak. It’s the moment after — when the fire’s out, the air is clear, and you’re walking away in heels that echo louder than any goodbye.

Swagger. Soul. Salvation.

Baby, I Don’t Miss You Anymore

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[Verse 1]

I don’t check the mirror hopin’ you might be
In the shadow of my neck or the backseat dream
I don’t slow down past your old street light
I don’t hear your name when I kill the night

No more lipstick letters in the bathroom steam
No more barstool prayers or midnight schemes
I folded that ghost into a paper plane
Lit the match, let it fly, watched it burn mid-air


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[Chorus] (Horns stab in. She leans back, exhales.)

And oh—
Baby, I don’t miss you anymore
That welcome mat is gone, I nailed a “KEEP OUT” to the door
No ache in my chest, no heat in my core
Just a breeze where the fire used to roar
You were a storm — but I danced through the floor
Now baby, I don’t miss you anymore


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[Verse 2]

Your cologne used to haunt my coat
Like a secret still clingin’ to the thread and the throat
But I washed it out in whiskey and spite
Hung it on the line 'til it smelled like goodnight

No more checking who liked what post
No more dreams dressed up in ghost
I turned the bed, flipped the frame
You ain’t even a whisper in my name


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[Chorus]

Yeah—
Baby, I don’t miss you anymore
That velvet lie I wore? Now it’s on the floor
No more waiting, no maybe, no score
You’re the punchline I don’t laugh at anymore
You were a cage — but I found the trapdoor
Now baby, I don’t miss you anymore


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[Bridge] (Pull back. Just bass and organ hum.)

I said it ‘til my tongue went dry
Said it ‘til I stopped askin’ why
Said it through the scream and the sigh
Through the nights I let the phone just ring and die

It was a lie when I first swore
A spell I chanted to feel less sore
But now it’s bone, now it’s core
Said it 'til I didn’t have to say it anymore


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[Final Chorus + Outro] (Band explodes back in. Ad-libs ride the groove.)

Baby, I don’t miss you anymore
That cracked key don’t fit this lock no more
Ain’t your echo, ain't your lore
You’re just dust that don’t settle on my floor
You were the ache — I became the cure
Now baby... I don’t miss you anymore

(Ad-libs)
“No, I don’t… I don’t…
You were fire, now I’m rain.
You were perfume, now you’re drain.”
(laughs, breathes)
“Don’t even hate you.
Just forgot how to need you.”
fading into groove
“Baby… I don’t… I don’t…”

Baby, I Don’t Miss You Anymore

I wrote a version of this a few months ago that was just the chorus on repeat and it got a lot of plays so I figured I’d make a full version. Some versions have different lyrics! Lyrics written by me, vocals and instrumentals are created with AI but influenced by me. More songs will be uploaded soon!

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Verse 1
Coffee's cold before I touch it
Sunlight bends across the floor
Shoes left where I never meant to
Shadows leaning on the door

Verse 2
TV's on with no one watching
Voices hum like second skin
Clock forgot the time, it's ticking
But I don’t know where I've been

Chorus
Some mornings stay with you
Like the dust inside old shoes
Like a breath you almost drew
Like a dream that might’ve been true
Some mornings stay with you

Verse 3
Steam on glass draws fading sketches
Of a face I used to wear
Street outside just hums and stretches
But I stay caught in the air

Chorus
Some mornings stay with you
Like the hum behind a tune
Like a postcard never due
Like a light that flickers blue
Some mornings stay with you

Outro
Not every day remembers you
But some mornings do...

SOME MORNINGS STAY WITH YOU

What Do You Want?

In my  dreams tonight.mp3

Honey, My Mercy’s in Short Supply

Verse 1
You came knockin’ with that same old plea,
Tears on your tongue, but they don’t fool me.
I’m not the saint you think I’ll be tonight,
I’ll take your sin, but I won’t play nice.

Pre-Chorus
Don’t mistake my kiss for a lullaby,
Every touch I give comes with a price.

Chorus
Honey, my mercy’s in short supply,
Don’t ask for heaven when I deal in lies.
You want redemption, baby, don’t look mine,
Honey, my mercy’s in short supply.

Verse 2
You call it love, but it feels like debt,
Every promise you made still drippin’ wet.
I don’t forgive, no, I just enjoy,
Breaking your heart like it’s my favorite toy.

Pre-Chorus
Don’t mistake my smile for sympathy,
Every tear you shed just belongs to me.

Chorus
Honey, my mercy’s in short supply,
Don’t ask for heaven when I deal in lies.
You want salvation, baby, stand in line,
Honey, my mercy’s in short supply.

Bridge
I’ll give you one kiss, two drinks, three sins,
By the time you crawl, I’ll be gone again.
Don’t pray for kindness, don’t beg me sweet,
I’m the devil you love at your holy feet.

Final Chorus
Honey, my mercy’s in short supply,
Don’t ask for heaven when I deal in lies.
Your prayers don’t matter, I don’t oblige,
Honey, my mercy’s in short supply.

Outro (smoky ad-lib)
Short supply… short supply…
Mercy, baby, mercy runs dry.

Honey My Mercy is in Short Supply

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Booze Blues

What Remains of Us

This is the leading title track to an upcoming EP that I helped to produce for an indie artist by the name of "Eve". This track, she told me, was very personal. It's a timeline of love, longing, to hopelessness. Eve is a singer/songwriter, and her voice and style of music are a rare gem. and it is my pleasure to introduce you to her. Let it shine! #pop #alternative #music #ambient #lofi

SOME MORNINGS STAY WITH YOU

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