[Verse 1] Left you on “typing” three days ago Stared at your bubble till my screen went cold Drafted twelve jokes All of them bad Called it a bit Guess I’m just sad Phone face-down like it might explode Mute every chat like a ticking code Say I’m “so busy ” yeah Busy with memes Laughing too loud over ripped-up seams [Chorus] I’m sorry (didn’t text back) Blame it on the jokes and the panic attack Hit you with a “lol” then I fade to black Yeah I’m fine Yeah I’m cool It’s just heartburn Relax I’m sorry (didn’t text back) Scared of your reply and the feelings it drags I ghost ’cause I’m afraid you might care right back I’m sorry I’m sorry I didn’t text back [Verse 2] Birthday tomorrow I’ll turn twenty-four Still eating cereal on my bedroom floor Rent’s overdue and my plants all died But hey At least my playlist is terrifying I RSVP “maybe” to every plan Then watch from my window like a creepy fan Call it “self-care ” call it a bit Truth is I’m nervous I won’t fit [Chorus] I’m sorry (didn’t text back) Blame it on the jokes and the panic attack Hit you with a “lol” then I fade to black Yeah I’m fine Yeah I’m cool It’s just heartburn Relax I’m sorry (didn’t text back) Scared of your reply and the hope that it drags I stall ’cause if I answer you might call me back I’m sorry I’m sorry I didn’t text back [Bridge] What if you’re mad? What if you’re gone? What if you’re better now you moved on? What if I write you “Hey Been a wreck” You leave me on read Yeah I’d deserve that [Chorus] I’m sorry (didn’t text back) Blame it on the punchlines I use as a mask Turn every confession to a throwaway gag Yeah I’m fine Yeah I’m fine till the quiet attacks I’m sorry (didn’t text back) Trying to grow up but I trip on the cracks If you still want me I’ll be right where I’m at Typing “I’m sorry” Then finally Sending it back

rock, Mid-tempo pop-punk ballad with male vocals, palm-muted guitars in the verses and roomy live drums that open up on the hook; bass locked to the kick for a lazy swing. Choruses lift with wide octave leads, gang shouts on key lines, and subtle synth pads in the background. Final chorus hits hardest with extra harmonies and a last-minute half-time crash-out before a tight stop., male vocals, punk, pop

I’m Sorry (Didn’t Text Back)