Late Check-Out

[Verse 1]
Two towels on the floor
Room key on the desk, still warm
Half-empty glass by the bed
You left your lipstick on the rim, then you left
Thermostat stuck on your number
Playlist paused on your song
Front desk calling my phone
Check-out time, but I’m holding on (yeah)
[Chorus]
Guess I booked a late check-out on your love
Still laying in the sheets we messed up
Every corner of this room got us
Got us, got us
I keep talking to the air like you here
Your ghost sitting right by my ear
If this is over, why you still so near?
So near, so near
[Verse 2]
Shower still smells like your skin
Steam on the mirror, your name written in
Uber ping on my screen
You walked out, but you stay in my scene
Door latch hanging, won’t close
I replay every word you chose
Housekeeping knocking again
I tell them “five more minutes” just to pretend (yeah)
[Chorus]
Guess I booked a late check-out on your love
Still laying in the sheets we messed up
Every corner of this room got us
Got us, got us
I keep talking to the air like you here
Your ghost sitting right by my ear
If this is over, why you still so near?
So near, so near

rap, Moody R&B-rap crossover with male vocals; rubbery bass, filtered keys, and tight trap drums. Introspective verses in a close-mic whisper-rap, hook opens with airy harmonies, lush pads, and a slightly swung groove. Final chorus adds octave-doubled lead, subtle guitar plucks, and extra ad-lib stacks for a late-night, replay-heavy feel.