Your Tipsy Little Messages

(Verse 1)

Last night my phone lit up at midnight,

Your name shinin’ like a spark.

Couple words a little sideways,

Couple hearts you didn’t mark.

You said you “miss my face or somethin’,”

Then corrected it three times…

And I swear I heard you laughing

Through those crooked little lines.

(Pre-Chorus)

You’ll blame it on the wine tomorrow,

Say you didn’t mean a thing…

But girl, the truth spills easier

When you let that bottle sing.

(Chorus)

Oh, your tipsy little messages,

I save ’em like they’re evidence—

Proof you feel what you won’t confess

When you’re sober and making sense.

You type like your heart’s got trembling hands,

Saying things you never planned.

And I grin at every syllable you miss…

God, I love your tipsy little messages.

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(Verse 2)

You told me I was “dangerous,”

Then wrote “sorry, I meant sweet.”

Said you’d probably kiss me someday

If we ever happened to meet.

You sent three pictures of your shoes

Tryin’ to show me your new dress…

But somehow took a blurry selfie

You claimed you didn’t mean to send.

(Pre-Chorus)

You’ll tell me you were joking

When the daylight hits your face…

But truth don’t ever hide as well

When you’re pourin’ one more taste.

(Chorus)

Oh, your tipsy little messages,

The ones you call “embarrassing.”

But girl, to me it’s honest gold—

Your heart without the fencing.

Every typo paints a story

You’d never speak with confidence…

And I’m addicted, I confess it,

To your tipsy little messages.

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(Bridge)

Maybe one day you’ll say it sober,

And maybe you never will…

But until then, I’ll keep smilin’

At the truth you spill when glasses fill.

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(Final Chorus)

Yeah, your tipsy little messages—

Those late-night almost-confessions—

They make my whole damn world feel new,

’Cause drunk-you tells the truth about you.

And I’ll keep waitin’, patient as ever,

For the day you say it with steadier letters…

But till then, keep sendin’ them—no regrets—

Your sweet, tipsy little messages.