You sit there glowing from your little screen Thumb moving fast like it means something deep Talking loud, laughing hard for the crowd But silence makes you nervous somehow You thought a joke could make you tall By making someone else seem small But real men don't need a stage To prove their worth for one more day You play games He pours tea That's the difference Between a boy and what I need He plays games with his phone all night My man reads souls without trying You chase noise, he protects peace That's why your kind fades so easily You call him crazy, strange, too still But stillness scares boys who never healed You wanted dancing, flashing light I wanted someone strong at midnight He doesn't need to fill a room He walks in quiet, not with perfume No performance, no cheap disguise Just honesty behind his eyes And when I burn too hard inside He doesn't run, he stays beside Makes me tea and calms my storm While you refresh another form You seek attention endlessly He gives presence naturally He plays games with his phone all night My man builds futures in real life You need applause to feel alive He stands in silence and survives You saw boring, I saw depth You saw quiet, I saw strength And that's the reason we don't see Love the same way, you and me One day you'll learn… Presence is rarer than attention. And peace is rarer than charm. He plays games with his phone all night My man holds me when I cry You chase moments, passing highs He stays when the whole world turns cold outside And maybe one day you'll understand Why some women choose steady hands Not every love needs flashing lights Some just need tea… and someone who stays the night
