

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] [Sing-speak in a weary, late-night tone — like you’re talking to her voicemail] It’s 4AM again, and I’m back in your texts Scrollin’ through our past like it’s all I got left Told myself I’m done, but I lied to my chest If you picked up now, maybe I’d fix the mess I done been with girls that don’t move like you New faces, same room, still feels like a loop This bed too cold for one, too guilty for two I got demons in my sheets and none of ’em you ⸻ [Chorus] [Floaty falsetto or soft chest voice, drag the words out with emotional weight] Tell me, would you still come through? [hold “thruuuu…” with light delay] If I said I’m wrong, would you move how you used to? I know I burned the bridge we built But my heart still standin’ on the edge for you Would you forgive what I did last time? I was lost, I was blind, I ain’t think right Now it’s 4AM, and all I do is rewind I still want you to be mine ⸻ [Verse 2] [Lower tone, more regret in your delivery] I still remember your hoodie, your scent You was peace — I was problems, no sense You ain’t leave ’cause you wanted to You left ’cause I wouldn’t bend Now I just replay what I never said Scrollin’ through your story, my pride’s in shreds Lyin’ to myself like “I’m good instead” But your name still echo in my head ⸻ [Chorus] [Repeat with light harmonies layered in — try falsetto on second half] Tell me, would you still come through? If I said I’m wrong, would you move how you used to? I know I burned the bridge we built But my heart still standin’ on the edge for you Would you forgive what I did last time? I was lost, I was blind, I ain’t think right Now it’s 4AM, and all I do is rewind I still want you to be mine ⸻ [Verse 3] [Classic Drake tone — half rapped, half sung. Laid-back delivery, maybe with a low pass on the first few bars.] Yeah You know I hate when you leave me on read But I get it, I left too much unsaid Told you to chill, I was chasin’ the bread But what’s the point of the crown if you sleep in an empty bed? Too many nights I pretended Too many flights I resented Shoulda just called, but pride’s expensive And love don’t mix with these late night mentions Now I’m lookin’ through your old IG You with someone else, and it ain’t me Told the bros I’m good, lowkey But I’d trade all this fame just to be lowkey I miss the scent, the skin, the silence You gave me peace, now it’s all just violence Now I’m facin’ the past with a glass And I’m hopin’ to God I ain’t too late to come back ⸻ [Outro] [Soft-spoken, like a confession over ambient synths] Still got your name in my favorites Still can’t explain what the pain is Still write songs you’ll never hear Still stuck in the love I couldn’t steer It’s 4AM again… And I still want you back
Tags
Dark R&B, Trap-Soul — 72 BPM / Minor Key, Ambient Rhodes, Reversed snares, male, reversed guitar, Sparse 808 sub-bass
3:47
No
7/12/2025