Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] You’re back on your side of the bed — not mine, Stealing my hoodie like it’s borrowed time. Window half open, the city breathes in, Your laugh spills over the mess we’re in. You say I live too much upstairs in my head — But you’re the thought I never misread. ⸻ [Pre-Chorus] Every small chaos feels almost planned, Your fingers tracing invisible maps on my hand. ⸻ [Chorus] I’m just a boy in a half-clean room, Orbiting you like a reckless moon. Dust in the light, clothes in a heap, All of my secrets too close to keep. If love’s a bruise, let it bloom — Paint every wall in this half-clean room. ⸻ [Verse 2] Cold pizza haloed in midnight air, Your shadow folded into my chair. All of the reasons I swore were true Fall to the carpet the second you move. I used to leave when it got too real — Now I stay for the things I feel. ⸻ [Pre-Chorus] You press your name into my skin, Like you’re daring the quiet to let you in. ⸻ [Chorus] I’m just a boy in a half-clean room, Orbiting you like a reckless moon. Phone face down, the world on mute, Every heartbeat loud and absolute. If this is fragile, let it assume It can survive in a half-clean room. ⸻ [Bridge] If this is nothing, why does it shake? Why does the silence bend and break? If this is glass, then let it crack — I’ll gather the pieces, won’t take them back. Love doesn’t need a perfect view, Just two soft breaths and something true. ⸻ [Final Chorus – Lift] I’m just a boy in a half-clean room, Turning disorder into perfume. Let the night lean in too soon — I’ve got my heart in open bloom. Every quiet thing I do Still echoes back to you.
Tags
Rex Orange County, clairo, 70-95 BMP, guitar clean, soft bass, light snare, reverb
Duration
3:39
Instrumental
No
Created
2/15/2026