Midnight Melancholy

[Verse 1]

Two missed calls on my phone screen

Blue ticks staring like they know me

Uber waiting at the front gate

But I’m barefoot in an old tee

It’s so late

Half-warm food on the table

Your red scarf on my chair like a label

I press play on your last voice note

Let it echo through the courtyard

Cutthroat

[Chorus]

It’s that midnight melancholy

Dancing in my living room slowly

I still taste your gin and your stories

But you’re gone

But you’re gone

Yeah

Midnight melancholy

You’re a ghost in my white tee

I keep pouring these cheap dreams

Till they’re done

Till they’re done (oh-oh)

[Verse 2]

Your perfume in my sweatshirt

I wear it like a wound that I won’t nurse

Friends say “pull up

There’s a new spot”

But this silence got a rhythm that they don’t got

Street dogs barking at a black sky

I scroll through us till my eyes dry

Delete

Type

Pause on “I miss you”

Then I toast to the typo

I won’t send you

[Chorus]

It’s that midnight melancholy

Dancing in my living room slowly

I still taste your gin and your stories

But you’re gone

But you’re gone

Yeah

Midnight melancholy

You’re a ghost in my white tee

I keep pouring these cheap dreams

Till they’re done

Till they’re done (yeah, till they’re done)

[Bridge]

If you call me at 3

I’ll still answer

Say I’m fine

But I’ll breathe like a liar

Same old couch

Same old channel

Same boy

Same ache

Different sandal

If you knock on my door

Same old channel

Same boy

Same ache

Different sandal

If you knock on my door

I might crumble

Let your name shake my walls

Make me humble

Till then it’s just me and this quiet

And the slow

Slow hum of our riot

[Chorus]

It’s that midnight melancholy

Dancing in my living room slowly

I still taste your gin and your stories

But you’re gone

But you’re gone

Yeah

Midnight melancholy

You’re a ghost in my white tee

I keep pouring these cheap dreams

Till they’re done

Till you’re done with me (oh)