Leave You In My Phone

[Verse 1]
Scrolling through the photos
You laughing in that thrift-store coat
Coffee on your lip, I joked
Thought that we were getting old together
Now I'm in this empty room
Half your stuff, half my perfume
On the sheets you used to pull
When you swore you'd never run, ever
[Chorus]
I can't leave you in my phone
'Cause when I see your name, I'm gone
All these little ghosts
Living in my camera roll
Yeah, my heart's cracked, wide and open
Every memory feels like it's broken
I can't leave
But I can't keep
I can't leave you in my phone (nah)
[Verse 2]
Friends say, "Block her, let it be"
They don't know what you were to me
You were all my boring dreams
Dishes, rent, the in-between
Arguing on Friday nights
Make up under kitchen light
You said, "Baby, we'll be fine"
Guess you changed your mind by Monday
[Chorus]
I can't leave you in my phone
'Cause when I see your name, I'm gone
All these little ghosts
Living in my camera roll
Yeah, my heart's cracked, wide and open
Every memory feels like it's broken
I can't leave
But I can't keep
I can't leave you in my phone (oh)
[Bridge]
I hit delete, then I stop
Like I'm pushing you right off
If I lose this little box
Do I lose what we had too? (yeah)
So I sit here in the dark
Thumb shaking over your heart
Screenshot of a life
That I don't get back with you
[Chorus]
I can't leave you in my phone
'Cause when I see your name, I'm gone
All these little ghosts
Living in my camera roll
Yeah, my heart's cracked, wide and open
Every memory feels like it's broken
I can't leave
But I can't keep
I can't leave you in my phone (can't leave)
I can't leave you in my phone (nah)

rap, Moody emotional rap over sparse minor-key piano and deep sub bass, male vocals. Intimate, close-mic verse delivery, almost whispered at first, then building to a raw, strained hook with stacked doubles and a few distant, reverb-heavy ad-libs. Drums stay slow and swung, with occasional drops for emphasis on key lines; final chorus strips back to piano and voice for a vulnerable fade.