Create contemporary R&B female vocal lyrics, 82 BPM, G minor, core instrumentation: warm sub-bass, crisp syncopated hi-hats, mellow Wurlitzer piano, hazy synth pads, muted neo-soul electric guitar. Emotion: soft, unguarded, quietly assertive, like a 2 a.m. text draft you almost send to a noncommittal ex who still leaves their hoodie at your place. Narrative: she’s sorting through leftover takeout containers and old polaroids, weighing whether to finally cut ties or let him stay one more night, with conversational, frank wordplay and space for melismatic ad-libs. Reference SZA and Jhené Aiko’s intimate, conversational tone.
Lyrics
[Intro] [Verse] Cold pad thai on the floor I don't want it anymore Your hoodie's hanging on the door I'm staring at the hallway wall Waiting for a ghost to call Wondering if you cared at all Polaroids in a messy pile Haven't seen that look in a while You always had a crooked smile [Pre-Chorus] Should I send this text or delete? Keep the rhythm or miss a beat? You’re a habit I can’t quite break How much more of this can I take? My thumb is hovering on the glass Watching all these minutes pass [Chorus] You leave your heart in the hallway But you never stay for the whole day Keep me waiting on a maybe I’m too grown for this, baby Pick up your things or pick up the phone Stop leaving me here all alone Yeah, you're just a visitor now I gotta let you go somehow [Post-Chorus] Don't leave your hoodie (no) If you're not staying (staying) Stop with the games (the games) That you're playing (playing) [Verse] Sub-bass hitting in my chest I’m just trying to get some rest But your scent is on the pillowcase I can’t seem to find my own space Syncopated heart in G minor Thought our love was something finer Now I'm sorting through the trash Burning every memory to ash [Pre-Chorus] Should I send this text or delete? Keep the rhythm or miss a beat? You’re a habit I can’t quite break How much more of this can I take? My thumb is hovering on the glass Watching all these minutes pass [Chorus] You leave your heart in the hallway But you never stay for the whole day Keep me waiting on a maybe I’m too grown for this, baby Pick up your things or pick up the phone Stop leaving me here all alone Yeah, you're just a visitor now I gotta let you go somehow [Bridge] Three dots blinking on the screen Saying things I don't really mean Or maybe I do, maybe I’m through Wasting my 2 a.m. thoughts on you The Wurlitzer plays a lonely chord I’m getting tired of being bored With this cycle we keep repeating While my poor heart is retreating [Chorus] You leave your heart in the hallway But you never stay for the whole day Keep me waiting on a maybe I’m too grown for this, baby Pick up your things or pick up the phone Stop leaving me here all alone Yeah, you're just a visitor now I gotta let you go somehow [Post-Chorus] Don't leave your hoodie (no) If you're not staying (staying) Stop with the games (the games) That you're playing (playing) [Outro]
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