[Verse 1]
You texted me a meme at 2 AM
I never answered
Now every stupid blue notification
Hits like a hammer to the teeth
Your hoodie sleeps on my chair
Caught in its own gravity
I keep stepping around that fabric
Like it might wake up and speak
[Chorus]
Grief’s a crafty little f*cker
It sneaks up on you
In the grocery line, in the quiet room
In the checkout clerk asking “How are you?” (I’m fine)
Grief’s a petty little hunter
Picking dumb tattoos
Every song, every street, every shade of blue
Is a tripwire wired back to you
[Verse 2]
I’m laughing loud at some bad joke
My chest feels borrowed
Your name floats up in the convo
And the air just leaves the room
I scroll for hours through your pictures
Pixel resurrection
Hit “share to story” with shaking hands
Then cancel like it’s rude
[Chorus]
Grief’s a crafty little f*cker
It sneaks up on you
In the parking lot, in a crowded booth
In a stranger wearing your old shoes (oh god)
Grief’s a jealous little ghost friend
Clinging to the truth
Every plan, every win, every Sunday view
Feels half-built, missing you
[Bridge]
I thought it’d be one big storm
One loud night, then calm
But it’s drip drip drip through the ceiling
On everything I own
[Chorus]
Grief’s a crafty little f*cker
It sneaks up on you
In the mirror light, in an old perfume
In a stupid line you used to use (I know)
Grief’s a patient little sculptor
Carving something new
In the crack, in the cut, in the split straight through
I see a shape that looks like you
And a future that has to move