[Intro: vinyl hiss, rain against glass, almost whispered] She's probably asleep That's the fucked part [Verse 1: close-mic melodic rap, almost no drums] She's probably fine Probably sleeping alright Probably ain't staring at the ceiling tonight Probably ain't checking if I'm online Probably stopped thinking about me all the time Probably wakes up Makes coffee, gets dressed Doesn't feel this weight sitting on her chest Probably doesn't replay every word that was said Probably ain't talking to ghosts in her head Meanwhile I'm here Two forty-seven Phone face-down Still looking at it Writing another song Trying to make sense Of how something that mattered Could end like this [Pre-Chorus: soft R&B harmony enters] Funny how silence Turns into stories And every story Somehow hurts me I don't hear your voice So my mind fills the space With the version of truth That hurts me the worst [Chorus: restrained sung hook, hypnotic repetition] She's probably fine I'm probably not She's probably moved on I'm probably caught Somewhere between What we were and goodbye She's probably living I'm probably trying She's probably fine Yeah She's probably fine [Post-Chorus: airy stacked whisper] Probably fine Probably fine That's what I tell myself Every damn night [Verse 2: deeper 808 enters, still sparse] Maybe she's laughing With somebody right now Maybe she's home Maybe she's out Maybe she doesn't feel anything at all Maybe she almost picked up when I called Maybe she cried Maybe she didn't Maybe I mattered Maybe I didn't Maybe there's somebody Sleeping in my place See, there I go again Making up pain Building whole lives Without any proof Turning every silence Into something cruel Truth is I don't know That's what gets me Mind hates a blank space So it writes one against me [Pre-Chorus: darker harmony, restrained tension] Funny how silence Turns into stories And every story Somehow hurts me I don't hear your voice So my mind fills the space With whatever keeps me Stuck in this place [Chorus: wider low harmonies] She's probably fine I'm probably not She's probably moved on I'm probably caught Somewhere between What we were and goodbye She's probably living I'm probably trying She's probably fine Yeah She's probably fine [Bridge: drums disappear, bare Rhodes and voice] But "probably" ain't truth That's the thing It's just a word I put around what I can't see Maybe you're hurting Maybe you're okay Maybe none of that Changes my day I don't know your night You don't know mine Maybe I gotta stop Living in "probably" all the time [Final Chorus: emotional mutation, soft harmonic lift] She's probably fine Maybe she's not Maybe I'm healing More than I thought Maybe there ain't An answer tonight Maybe your life Ain't mine to define She's probably fine But I don't really know And maybe that's finally Something I can let go [Outro: rain, tape wobble, dry vocal] I don't know Yeah I don't know Maybe that's better
