What a sad pairing of lyrics. From Phoebe Bridgers’s “Scott Street”:

I asked you, “How is playing drums?”
Said, “It’s too much shit to carry.”
“And what about the band?”
You said, “They’re all getting married.”

And “ICU”:

I used to light you up;
Now I can’t even get you to play the drums
ʼCause I don’t know what I want
Until I fuck it up.