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baby, why don't you come over? red wine supernova, falling into me I don't care that you're a stoner red wine supernova, fall right into me

Red Wine Supernova

We've done this before and I don't need it anymore

so let's not do coffee, let's not even try it's better we leave it and give it some time ff I didn't love you, it would be fine ’cause If we do coffee, it's never just coffee It's never just coffee

Coffee

don't think I've left you all behind still love you and Tennessee you're always on my mind and mama, every Saturday I can hear your southern drawl a thousand miles away, saying

Pink Pony Club

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Chappell Roan’s The Rise and Fall of a Midwest Princess is more than just a pop album — it’s a coming-of-self story wrapped in neon lashes, heartbreak eyeliner, and unapologetic queer glamour. It’s bold, it’s theatrical, it’s heartbreaking, and it’s hilarious. It’s not afraid to be too much — and in doing so, it becomes just enough.

The album moves like a messy fairytale. From the glittery high of “Red Wine Supernova” to the gut-punch balladry of “Casual”, Chappell takes us through the dizzying highs of desire and the crashing lows of shame and rejection. She sings with the voice of someone who’s been quiet too long — and now she’s on stage, louder than ever, dancing in combat boots and lip gloss.

Musically, the album channels 2000s pop nostalgia, queer club euphoria, and emo confessionals in equal parts. This is Chappell’s kingdom. Her voice can be bright and bratty one second, then aching and raw the next. That emotional whiplash? That’s the point.