Cold In My Phone

Heartbreak on read

screen glow, no text said

cold in my phone

you already gone

New nails, new pics, still scrolling your page

Heart in the trash, but it’s stuck on replay

Lip gloss venom, tears stain in the mirror

Friends say “move on,” but I still wanna hear ya

Playlist petty, hit skip when it hurts

You in my head, rent free, no work

Bed side empty, two pillows, one story

You took all the soft, left hard territory

Heartbreak, heartbreak, on a catchy beat

Trap drums knocking while I can’t sleep (no sleep)

You turned our love to a ringtone ghost

Cold in my phone, that’s what hurts the most

Heartbreak, heartbreak, on a pop hook

Smiling in my pics, but it’s all for the look (all for the look)

You hit my heart, then you hit delete

Now my tears dance on a catchy beat

DMs flooded, but they all feel hollow

Blue check boys, but my pride hard to swallow

Red cup, red eyes, I don’t post the truth

Only post angles, never post proof

New crush in my chat, but it don’t feel real

Every “hey you” never hit the same feel

You a bad tattoo I can’t scrub off

Every “sorry” in my drafts, never sent off

Heartbreak on shuffle, still stuck on you

Catchy beat banging, but my chest off-tune

Cold in my phone, numbers in smoke

You turned “forever” to a sick little joke