Mixed Signals

Moody, soulful R&B with an island vibe; slow tempo, layered harmonies, blending introspective lyrics and a chill groove, Black male tenor voice

March 8, 2025 at 4:22 PMv4

Title: "Mixed Signals"

Verse 1
She tells me she's cut them off, wants only me,
But I see messages she exchanged discretely.
Text after text, all those back-and-forth lies,
Saying one thing to my face, but that’s not what I find.

Pre-Chorus
She says she’s done with the games, won’t go back there,
But I see her asking for favours, like she don’t care.
It’s a dance in the shadows, a story half-told,
Mixed signals, hidden truths, secrets unfold.

Chorus
Mixed signals, who are you tryin’ to be?
With me, it’s promises; with them, it’s secrecy.
Is it loyalty or lies you’re showin’ me?
Mixed signals, tangled up in what I see.

Verse 2
There’s the one from the past, just a bum, so she claims,
Yet I see her askin’ him to meet, playing games.
She said he was trouble, had a woman, kids too,
But there’s always another message, askin’ him what’s new.

Pre-Chorus
And then there’s the man who brings news about me,
She says it’s nothing, just talkin’ casually.
But askin’ him for sneakers, hiding things from me,
Mixed signals, in the dark, is this loyalty?

Chorus
Mixed signals, who are you tryin’ to be?
With me, it’s promises; with them, it’s secrecy.
Is it loyalty or lies you’re showin’ me?
Mixed signals, tangled up in what I see.

Bridge
You said they don’t matter, that you’ve let them go,
But the stories don’t add up, I see what you don’t show.
Flirtin’ and textin’, like it’s all just a game,
But love don’t live in half-truths or shadows and shame.

Instrumental Break

Verse 3
Then there’s Booboo on speed dial, history unclear,
Sayin’ you left him, but he's still near.
Askin’ for money, playin’ sweet till it pays,
Now it’s hard to believe in anything you say.

Chorus
Mixed signals, who are you tryin’ to be?
With me, it’s promises; with them, it’s secrecy.
Is it loyalty or lies you’re showin’ me?
Mixed signals, tangled up in what I see.

Outro
I don’t want to doubt you, but you make it so hard,
With hidden intentions and stories too scarred.
If I’m not the one you want, then let me know,
Or let those mixed signals lead you where you wanna go.

[Spoken]And is that!

[Ad lib]

Title: "Mixed Signals" Verse 1 She tells me she's cut them off, wants only me, But I see messages she exchanged discretely. Text after text, all those back-and-forth lies, Saying one thing to my face, but that’s not what I find. Pre-Chorus She says she’s done with the games, won’t go back there, But I see her asking for favours, like she don’t care. It’s a dance in the shadows, a story half-told, Mixed signals, hidden truths, secrets unfold. Chorus Mixed signals, who are you tryin’ to be? With me, it’s promises; with them, it’s secrecy. Is it loyalty or lies you’re showin’ me? Mixed signals, tangled up in what I see. Verse 2 There’s the one from the past, just a bum, so she claims, Yet I see her askin’ him to meet, playing games. She said he was trouble, had a woman, kids too, But there’s always another message, askin’ him what’s new. Pre-Chorus And then there’s the man who brings news about me, She says it’s nothing, just talkin’ casually. But askin’ him for sneakers, hiding things from me, Mixed signals, in the dark, is this loyalty? Chorus Mixed signals, who are you tryin’ to be? With me, it’s promises; with them, it’s secrecy. Is it loyalty or lies you’re showin’ me? Mixed signals, tangled up in what I see. Bridge You said they don’t matter, that you’ve let them go, But the stories don’t add up, I see what you don’t show. Flirtin’ and textin’, like it’s all just a game, But love don’t live in half-truths or shadows and shame. Instrumental Break Verse 3 Then there’s Booboo on speed dial, history unclear, Sayin’ you left him, but he's still near. Askin’ for money, playin’ sweet till it pays, Now it’s hard to believe in anything you say. Chorus Mixed signals, who are you tryin’ to be? With me, it’s promises; with them, it’s secrecy. Is it loyalty or lies you’re showin’ me? Mixed signals, tangled up in what I see. Outro I don’t want to doubt you, but you make it so hard, With hidden intentions and stories too scarred. If I’m not the one you want, then let me know, Or let those mixed signals lead you where you wanna go. [Spoken]And is that! [Ad lib]