(Yeah)

(Yo, listen)

Won't pretend you wasn't there when the pressure got tight

You poured into me real, helped me find my own light

Helped me grow into somebody I'm still tryna be

And I credit what you gave — that part's real, that's on me

But you'd disappear on your timing, ghost on nothin' at all

Then resurface like the silence wasn't somethin' to call

And you wanted me to greet you with a smile and a "we good"

Like you didn't owe a reason — like I should've understood

I been countin' up the absences, the missed calls, the maybes

Half a friendship is a stranger with a slightly nicer face

And the line you keep on sellin' been a stencil and a trace

Yeah I clocked it, I clocked it, you just convenience and space

Fake fire, cold flame, you was never really there

Call me when it's easy, ghost me when there's somethin' at stake

Used me like a contact, used me like a courtesy

Now I'm starin' at the message I ain't gonna send — (Wellp)

Fake fire, cold flame, you was warmin' on my heat

Show up when I'm winnin', disappear when I'm in deep

Wrote you in the family, you was barely on the lease

Now I'm closin' every door I left open — (Wellp)

First time the floor dropped, I went lookin' for your name

Saw the read receipt, no response, that's a different kind of pain

Wasn't askin' for a savior, just a "you good?" through a phone

But you couldn't even spare the seven seconds of a tone

So I stopped explainin', stopped extendin', stopped the loop

Stopped pretendin' convenience is the same thing as a truth

And the version of you I built in my head took the L

Now the only thing I'm sendin' to your number is — (Wellp)

I been countin' up the absences, the missed calls, the maybes

Half a friendship is a stranger with a slightly nicer face

Every "we should link up" was a script you couldn't trace

Yeah I clocked it, I clocked it, you was convenience and space

Fake fire, cold flame, you was never really there

Call me when it's easy, ghost me when there's somethin' at stake

Used me like a contact, used me like a courtesy

Now I'm starin' at the message I ain't gonna send — (Wellp)

I don't need an apology, don't need you to explain

Don't need the long performative paragraph that says my name

What you gave was real but it came on your time, never mine

And I finally stopped pretendin' part-time loyalty was mine

(Wellp)

Yeah, that's it — (Wellp)

That's the whole sentence — (Wellp)

That's the whole goodbye — (Wellp)