[Intro] (Voicemail tone) "Hey… it's me. I know it's late. Call me back when you can." [Hook] Blue bubbles, gray nights, I been living in between Say I'm "busy," but that's just another way to keep you from me I tell myself "tomorrow," like tomorrow's guaranteed Now my phone full of "you good?" but I can't say what I need Yeah— I don't need saving, I need a damn second to breathe 'Cause every time I win out there, I lose something with me Blue bubbles, gray nights—don't act like you ain't seen A man go quiet when he can't explain what he means [Verse 1] I got a job that don't love me but it pay like it do Got a house full of people and I still feel removed I be staring at a message like it's staring back hard Thumb hover, heart racing—like a fight in a parked car And I hate that I'm like this, 'cause you don't deserve it You ask for my time and I treat it like a purchase Like "hold up, let me finish this thing," "let me handle this call," But life don't pause—shit, it's petty, it's raw I'm supposed to be the rock, I'm supposed to be the man But I'm cracking in the middle while I'm shaking your hand I got pride like a weapon, I got silence like a shield And both of them cut deep when you trying to be real You ever miss somebody while you sitting right there? Like you present in the room but you not really there? That's me— Smiling for the family, dying in the foyer Acting like I'm fine, like it's normal to avoid ya [Hook] Blue bubbles, gray nights, I been living in between Say I'm "busy," but that's just another way to keep you from me I tell myself "tomorrow," like tomorrow's guaranteed Now my phone full of "you good?" but I can't say what I need Yeah— I don't need saving, I need a damn second to breathe 'Cause every time I win out there, I lose something with me Blue bubbles, gray nights—don't act like you ain't seen A man go quiet when he can't explain what he means [Verse 2] You know what's crazy? I can talk to a stranger all day But look you in the eyes and my words run away Like my throat got a lock and my feelings the key And the key don't fit right when it's you and it's me So I joke, I deflect, I act tough, I act cool Then I leave you with the mess like "damn, that's the rule" And I know you been patient, but patience got a limit Love don't beg forever, it just learn how to pivot You said "I miss you," I heard "you failing," I heard "you changing," I heard "this ending" And instead of leaning in, I leaned into the hit Like "if I don't hear it, I won't feel that shit" But you ain't asking for diamonds, you ain't asking for trips You asking for a version of me that don't flinch That don't turn every serious talk into a sprint That don't treat "how you feel?" like a test I can't fix And I'm sitting with it now, realizing it's true— I been acting like love is a chore I get through [Bridge] (Beat drops; vocal upfront) I keep saying "I'm okay." That's a lie I tell fast. Truth is… I'm scared if I stop moving, the past catches up and drags. [Verse 3 — Beat Switch, Double-Time Feel] Look— I been running from myself like I owe that dude money Like if I slow down, I'll see what the fuck I been becoming I'm the king of "later," the prince of "my bad," I'm the man with a plan till you ask where my heart at And I hate how my ego always speaks for my pain Like "don't show it," "don't say it," "keep control of your name" But control ain't peace, it's a cage with a view And I'm tired of acting like that cage is "what winners do" So here it is plain: I been drowning in quiet I been holding my breath so long I forgot how to try it I been strong for the world, weak in the house I stand my ground out there, can't open my mouth Scared of the moment you finally say "enough," 'Cause I'll deserve it, and that's the part that's rough So I'm texting you now with my hands still shaking— Not "what's wrong," not "you tripping," no games, no faking: "I'm here. I'm listening. I won't make excuses." "You don't have to watch what you say. Go ahead, I got time." [Final Hook] Blue bubbles, gray nights, I been living in between Say I'm "busy," but that's just another way to keep you from me I tell myself "tomorrow," like tomorrow's guaranteed Now my phone full of "you good?" but I can't say what I need Yeah— I don't need saving, I need a damn second to breathe 'Cause every time I win out there, I lose something with me Blue bubbles, gray nights—don't act like you ain't seen A man come back to his life when he finally speaks [Outro] (Voicemail tone) "Hey… it's me. I should've called you back. Can we talk?"
