[Is_MAX_MODE: MAX](MAX) [QUALITY: MAX](MAX) [REALISM: MAX](MAX) [REAL_INSTRUMENTS: MAX](MAX)[Intro — spoken low, over soft Rhodes] Yeah... this one's for the ones who had it all and didn't know it. [Verse 1 — smooth, conversational vocal] I was on that couch every night, she was in that bed alone TV up loud, couldn't even hear her on the phone She got quiet and I called it peace, man, I thought we was fine She'd be talking 'bout her day and I'd hit her with "in a minute, I'm..." She got that promotion, I ain't even look up Just nodded my head like "yeah, that's what's up" Now I'm sitting here wondering how I missed all the signs She was already gone, I just ain't know she left me behind [Pre-Chorus — vocal builds, drums enter] She stopped fussing, stopped fighting, stopped asking me for more That's when I should've known she was already out the door [Chorus — full vocal, layered harmonies] That's just wishful thinking, me texting you at 2 AM Wishful thinking, driving past your house again Wishful thinking, saying you gon' come back home But that's just wishful thinking... I'm here alone Wishful thinking, thinking I can get you back Wishful thinking, we can go back to how it used to be But you already cried your tears, girl, you already grieved And that's just wishful thinking... wishing you was here with me [Verse 2 — vocal stays intimate, beat stays low] I still smell your perfume on that pillow where you laid Nobody asking 'bout my day since the day you walked away I keep finding little reasons just to hit you on your phone Bringing back your things one at a time so I don't feel alone Sent a "hey" last Tuesday, I know you saw it, you ain't reply I tell myself you busy but I know that's a lie [Bridge — stripped back, just piano and vocal] She was grieving us while I was sleeping good at night I thought the quiet meant we finally got it right Now the quiet's all I got, and it don't feel the same I'm the reason that she changed... I got myself to blame [Final Chorus — bigger, ad-libs on the tail] That's just wishful thinking, me texting you at 2 AM Wishful thinking, driving past your house again Wishful thinking, saying you gon' come back home But that's just wishful thinking... I'm here alone Wishful thinking, thinking I can get you back Wishful thinking, we can go back to how it used to be But you already cried your tears, girl, you already grieved And that's just wishful thinking... wishing you was here with me [Outro — spoken over fading Rhodes] Yeah... wishful thinking. (I'm still on that couch... and she still ain't coming back.)
