[Intro - Instrumental]

[Intro Spoken Words]

Two a.m,I was running out of reasons to stay awake
Found her somewhere between a mutual and a mistake
Kept the screen on.
[Hook]
Before I knew your name, I knew your feed
Before I knew your face, I had you filed
We almost learned each other off a screen
And missed the actual thing
But you showed up and nothing fit the part
Now pride means something different after dark
[Verse 1]
I found her feed through someone that we shared
Captions tight, each word precisely prepared
Quotes from books that hadn't touched her yet
A curated grief, gold-filtered sunset
I scrolled her archive like I read a spine
Judged the book exactly as designed
I almost kept it moving
But something in the gap between her posts
The quiet spaces held her like a ghost
She walked in laughing, forgot to frame it
Said something true before she could stage it
The whole feed collapsed to just her eyes
Something she hadn't posted in a while
Not tolerable.
I recognized myself in what she hid
The pride I wore the same way that she did
Both of us performing for a crowd
That never asked us to be this loud
[Hook]
Before I knew your name, I knew your feed
Before I knew your face, I had you filed
We almost learned each other off a screen
And missed the actual thing
But you showed up and nothing fit the part
Now pride means something different after dark
[Verse 2]
She asked something my feed had never asked
Not who I followed but what left me cracked
I felt the old performance miss a beat
The auto-caption couldn't find the heat
No filter for this.
I told her what I'd never let them see
The kind of truth that lives before the feed
She didn't screenshot it or share it wide
She just stayed with me on the other side
She said nothing, and it said everything
The kind of quiet no ring light could bring
Just us, just real.
She had a story older than her posts
The kind that makes the algorithm ghost
I had been judging her by what she showed
The same way she had read my whole zip code
We were both wrong.
She said, I wrote your story from your posts
I said, me too, and we both lost the most
[Hook]
Before I knew your name, I knew your feed
Before I knew your face, I had you filed
We almost learned each other off a screen
And missed the actual thing
But you showed up and nothing fit the part
Now pride means something different after dark
[Verse 3]
You are the draft I never cleared to post
The realest thing I've ever come close to
Not your followers but your two a.m.
Not your highlight reel, your in-between
I want the in-between.
You could've been the one I almost passed
Another face the algorithm stacked
But you were brave enough to be offline
With me, and nothing in the world's design
Prepared me for you.
First impressions — just a lie I believed
And pride was just the wall I had conceived
She fell for me before the grid was mine
Before the grid.
The only self I trust to cross the line
[Outro]
She is the draft I finally let go
The text I sent without the preview
We don't perform for anybody here
And that's the loudest thing I've ever heard
Just turn it off.
The signal's clear.