In the back of your car

Phone lighting your face

You were typing too fast

Like you needed the space

Little blue typing dots

Then they vanish again

Say it all in a thread

You’d never say in my hands

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Baby, when you’re faded

You get conversational

Brutal, situational

Nothing informational

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You — you only want me when you’re sober

When the screen goes dark and over

When there’s nothing left to send

You — you only touch me when it’s over

After messages get colder

After flirting with your friends

It’s strange to be respected

After everything you write

You only want me when you’re sober

After you’ve been online all night

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Out with all your friends

You’re a ghost in the room

But your phone’s wide awake

Like it’s filling the void

Hearts and little replies

You don’t mean, but you do

I can see all the lines

You would never say through

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Baby, when you’re faded

You rewrite the story

Leave it in the open

Like I won’t see it in the morning

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You — you only want me when you’re sober

When the damage’s taking over

When there’s nothing left to hide

You — you only hold me when it’s over

Like I’m something you recover

From the version you deny

It’s strange to be respected

Like a glitch you can’t explain

You only want me when you’re sober

But I read you when you’re not the same

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Delete it in the morning

Like it never happened

But I saw it forming

While you were still typing

You get clean, you get kind

You get careful with me

But I’ve already seen

Who you are on that screen

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When you’re messed up, you confess

In a language you won’t address

It’s strange how you get closer

Only when you’re sober