Ghost Town In My Phone

[Verse 1]
You left your key on the counter
Ring in a coffee cup
Just a folded note on the table
Said you were giving up
Thought we'd cry and talk all night
At least slam one last door
But you just slipped out the driveway
Like you'd never lived here before
[Chorus]
Now you're a ghost town in my phone
Every text just echoes
Blue bubbles hang there
Talking to my own shadow
I scroll and I scroll
Through a life that's turned to stone
You're in every little photo
But you're a ghost town in my phone
[Verse 2]
Your mama asked how you're doing
Like I should somehow know
I just shrugged and changed the subject
Stared a hole through my boots and the floor
Your favorite sweatshirt's on the hanger
Your shampoo's in the shower tray
You packed up your heart in silence
Left your things and took you away
[Chorus]
Now you're a ghost town in my phone
Every text just echoes
Blue bubbles hang there
Talking to my own shadow
I scroll and I scroll
Through a life that's turned to stone
You're in every little photo
But you're a ghost town in my phone
[Bridge]
Did I miss the warning signs
Or did you just cut the wire
One day you were saying "forever"
Next day you were wildfire
Burned through every promise
Left ashes in my chest
Not even a goodbye message
Just leaving me on read
[Chorus]
Now you're a ghost town in my phone
Every text just echoes
Blue bubbles hang there
Talking to my own shadow
I scroll and I scroll
Through a life that's turned to stone
Yeah, you're in every little photo
But you're a ghost town in my phone (oh)
Just a ghost town in my phone

country, Warm, mid-tempo modern country ballad with male vocals; brushed snare and soft kick under twangy telecaster and gentle pedal steel. Verses stay intimate with close-mic vocal and sparse acoustic; chorus blooms with stacked harmonies, bright fiddle fills, and a singalong hook. Organ pad swells in the bridge, then everything drops to vocal + guitar before a final full-band chorus lift.