

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] You kept your jacket on my chair Left your toothbrush by my sink Talked like you were staying Then you’d vanish in a blink You’d kiss my forehead Call me “love” Then go quiet for a week I learned your favorite coffee But not what you really think [Pre-Chorus] I kept folding little futures Into texts you never sent You kept changing all the rules Then swore you never meant [Chorus] Mixed signals You turned us into riddles Pulled me in the middle Till I tore at the seams You said “not yet” While tracing out my neckline Made me call it “almost” While you called it a dream You never loved me You just liked what I made you feel Mixed signals Cut deeper than something real [Verse 2] You’d hold my hand beneath the table Drop it when your friends came near Told me I was “so important” But you never made that clear You’d send drunk “I miss you” messages Then blame it on the wine You rehearsed a hundred maybes Never once said you were mine [Pre-Chorus] I kept saving all your pictures Like proof that we were right You kept leaving half your sentences Dangling in the night [Chorus] Mixed signals You turned us into riddles Pulled me in the middle Till I tore at the seams You said “not yet” While tracing out my neckline Made me call it “almost” While you called it a dream You never loved me You just liked what I made you feel Mixed signals Cut deeper than something real [Bridge] Now you say you’re “sorry if” Like the pain’s a question mark But I memorized your distance Every time you left me in the dark I’m done decoding every silence Done begging you to choose You didn’t break my heart by leaving You broke it staying just to lose [Chorus] Mixed signals You turned us into riddles Pulled me in the middle Till I tore at the seams (yeah) You said “not yet” While tracing out my neckline Made me call it “almost” While you called it a dream You never loved me You just loved how I made you feel Mixed signals But I’m done being something half-real
Tags
Modern pop ballad with a subtle R&B swing, mid-tempo groove built on warm keys, soft pads, and tight rimshot percussion; verses stay intimate and close-mic’d, pre-chorus adds airy backing vocals, chorus blooms with layered harmonies and a pulsing bass line, bridge strips back to piano and vocal before a final, lifted hook. Female vocals.
3:17
No
4/1/2026