Gaslight Me, Baby
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If you played this track on repeat, give it a like or drop me a comment! ❤️ Lyrics below. 15-track EP "Out of Line" By Midlife Madness Now Available (almost) Everywhere! Welcome to Midlife Madness—where smooth, sultry vocals meet country grit and indie soul. If you’ve ever wondered what it might sound like if you took a road trip through Nashville with your girls and a guitar, you've arrived. With raw, unfiltered lyrics and melodies that wrap around you like southern summer air, Midlife Madness captures what it means to rise from the ashes—sass first. These are songs for the broken-hearted, the late bloomers, the ones who scream in cars and heal in verses. Featuring originals like "Break the Spell" and "Scream It Out Loud," this is music built for women who’ve lived a little, burned a lot, and still sing with fire. ❤️ Soulful storytelling 💋 Loungy indie-country vibes 🔥 For fans of indie, acoustic, chill vibes, and catchy basslines. Subscribe for more music that hits where it hurts—and heals. 💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋 #healing #music #lyrics #acoustic #bass #raw Tell me I’m crazy, babe, one more time Rewrite the script, make your bullshit rhyme Oh, you’re just “tired”? You’re just “not sure”? Then why’s her bracelet on my floor? chorus Gaslight me, bayyyeebeeeeee Twist it like a champ, just slay me Say I “misheard” it, say I’m “too deep” While your lies crawl outta your teeth Gaslight me, babaaaaeeeeee Oh you’re the victim? Set me free Next time you ghost, send a postcard From the land where you still have a heart verse You got your stories filed and fed You monologue while I see red "That’s not what happened"—cue the spin Meanwhile I’m Googling where you’ve been prechorus Say I’m “too much” with your sweet stare Then text your ex while I’m right there You're so good, you almost fooled me But I binge truth like a docu-series chorus Gaslight me, bayyyeebeeeeee Oh baby, tell it tenderly Like I can’t spot a rerun show When you act shocked that I know Gaslight me, babaaaaeeeeee Do it cute, like it’s foreplay, see? But I’m not soft, I’m not blind— I write songs, babe, not alibis bridge Your love’s like Wi-Fi in a cave I reach and reach, but it never behaves You say “relax,” I say “we’re done” I ain’t your mirror, I’m the sun final chorus Gaslight me, bayyyeebeeeeee One last time before you flee Frame me up in your goodbye But truth don’t flinch—and neither do I Gaslight me, babaaaaeeeeee Call it love, but it's just debris Take your show on a solo tour I’ve got receipts—and I want more Gaslight me, bayyyeebeeeeee One last time before you flee Frame me up in your goodbye