[Verse 1] Late bus Blue sky on my phone screen Staring at your unread Like it’s some boss I can’t beat Tiny text Drafted then deleted Typing dots disappear Guess I’m still too defeated Pink hoodie, headphone halo Playlist stuck on “almost” Friends say “girl, just say so” But my courage moves the slowest [Pre-Chorus] If I press send will my world glitch out Or will we load a brand-new route Every “what if” swirling round and round I gotta break out, break out [Chorus] Pixel heart overtime Beating like it’s on the line Every little ping, I swear, feels divine When your name lights up beside mine Leveling my shy to brave Speedrun through the fear I saved If this is a game, then I’ll hit “start” this time Pixel heart overtime [Post-Chorus] La-la, la-la, la-la (ah-ah) La-la, la-la, la-la (ooh-woah) [Violin mirrors vocal melody, dancing over the chords] [Verse 2] Class notes Doodles in the margins Your initials, my name Yeah, I’m soft, I’ll admit it We lock eyes I look at the window Reflection gives me side-eye Like “girl, what are you here for?” Late night, screen glow on my pillow Scrolling through our photos Every laugh, a little halo I’m done playing in the shadows [Pre-Chorus] If I press send will the scene cut fast Fade to black or credits flash Every “what if” keeping me off track I gotta tap back, tap back [Chorus] Pixel heart overtime Beating like it’s on the line Every little ping, I swear, feels divine When your name lights up beside mine Saving all my days as gold Auto-queue our inside jokes If this is a game, then I’ll hit “start” this time Pixel heart overtime [Bridge] Maybe I lag, but I don’t quit Every soft “hi” is a tiny crit I’m not the main hero in my head yet But I’m queuing courage, can you feel it So I type out “I like you, is that weird?” Watch my thumb hover like I’m stuck in midair Then [beat shift, everything drops to vocal + pads] Send [Chorus] Pixel heart overtime Now it’s buzzing with your sign You reply “me too,” like it’s always been right All my side quests fall in line Walking home in afterglow Same street but it feels like gold If this is our game, we’re hitting “start” in time Pixel heart overtime [Post-Chorus] La-la, la-la, la-la (ah-ah) La-la, la-la, la-la (hey!) [Violin soars above stacked harmonies, bright and triumphant]
