Out Of Touch
Your name pops up like a ghost in my feed I swipe it left let the silence take lead Used to wait by the glow of a dead phone light Now I’m dancing alone in my own damn right You checked out left the room full of smoke I rewired the locks changed the whole damn code If you’re gonna vanish don’t come back for more I’ve got better things than knocking on your door My time’s too precious to waste on your blur You’ve been so out of touch Now it’s time to put in work Saw your shadow pass through my rearview frame Didn’t flinch just turned up my name Wrote your excuses on receipt paper thin Tore it up let the wind pull it in You played pretend like I wouldn’t see through But clarity hit when I stopped chasing you If you’re gonna vanish don’t come back for more I’ve got better things than knocking on your door My rhythm’s steady your static’s just dirt You’ve been so out of touch Now it’s time to put in work Funny how quiet feels like power now No more holding breath waiting for your vow I built a fire from your half-hearted sparks Watch it blaze while you fade in the dark So if you’re still drifting lost in your haze Don’t expect me to pause or rewind my days This beat’s mine alone no room for your hurt You’ve been so out of touch Now it’s time to put in work

