On the surface, "Fuck It" is shimmering indie pop: bright guitars, steady percussion, and a breezy feel that could almost trick you into mistaking it for a summer anthem. But underneath the sparkle lies a vein of restrained venom.

For anyone who has weathered a toxic relationship, the song resonates deeply. It captures the sting of being diminished, then flips it into defiance, the bittersweet triumph of refusing to shrink yourself to fit someone else’s warped version of love.