3am text (in all lower case)

(i miss u, or whatever) (yeah) no capital letters when i send my regret typing out a paragraph i know i’ll forget it’s three in the morning in a bedroom studio listening to rough mixes of songs from a year ago i mention your name but i spell it real vague treating modern love like a minor plague posted a story just to see if you’d look turned our toxic summer to a six-figure hook no punctuation, just a mood and a vibe trying to keep this aesthetic alive sending 3 am texts in all lowercase pretending that nobody could take your place (nobody, yeah) i’m a sad boy typing on an iPhone screen most dramatic artist that you’ve ever seen lowercase sorrow, high-price brand holding a designer pill in my hand i hit send, then i put the phone face down drive a matte black car through a ghost town did i mean what i said? honestly, probably not i just needed a verse for the second plot reference a club where we used to get banned acting like my life wasn't meticulously planned i don't even use periods anymore just leave the text hanging at your front door (hanging at your door, yeah) sending 3 am texts in all lowercase pretending that nobody could take your place (nobody, yeah) i’m a sad boy typing on an iPhone screen most dramatic artist that you’ve ever seen lowercase sorrow, high-price brand holding a designer pill in my hand (i miss u, or whatever) (yeah)