[Vocal]
[Playful, conversational verses with an almost eye-roll delivery. Big, infectious chorus that sounds happier than the lyrics.]
[Instrumentation]
[Bouncy bass, muted electric guitar, claps, punchy drums, bright synth accents.]
[Verse 1]
Welcome to the Pat Phone Game.
Nobody knows the rules.
Text him once? That’s way too much.
Text him twice? You’re a fool.
He might call you out of nowhere.
He might vanish for a week.
He’ll answer every other question…
Like selective literacy.
[Pre-Chorus]
Did he read it?
Did he not?
Place your bets…
Spin the slot.
[Chorus]
Welcome to the Pat Phone Game.
Will he answer? Will he block?
Will he call you three times in a row…
Then disappear around the clock?
Will he swear he hit “send” already?
Will he leave you on “Delivered” all day?
Nobody wins.
Nobody knows.
Welcome to the Pat Phone Game.
[Verse 2]
Sometimes we’d be talking normal.
Then I’d blink and lose the plot.
One more question? “Have a good night.”
Like the middle just got chopped.
Block my number for an hour.
Call me from the parking lot.
Tell me, “I thought I texted back…”
Buddy…
Clearly not.
[Pre-Chorus]
Airplane mode?
Forwarded calls?
Emotional support…
Firewall.
[Chorus]
Welcome to the Pat Phone Game.
Every day’s a mystery.
One minute I’m your favorite person.
Next minute…
Who are you to me?
Double rings and ghosting marathons.
Random silence every day.
Grab your phone…
Roll the dice…
Let’s all play.
[Bridge]
Maybe my message offended him.
Maybe Verizon went to war.
Maybe the keyboard disappeared.
Maybe phones don’t work anymore.
Maybe every text I ever sent
Fell in a black hole in the sky…
Or maybe…
And hear me out…
You just didn’t reply.
[Final Chorus]
Welcome to the Pat Phone Game.
Communication’s optional.
Read receipts are fictional.
Consistency’s impossible.
Call me.
Block me.
Miss me.
Don’t.
Reply with one emoji if you won’t.
Congratulations…
You beat another level…
Of the Pat Phone Game.
[Outro]
Loading…
Typing…
Ringing…
Blocked.
Game Over.
