I need someone to make a beat for me.

Unsent Text (Verse 1) I ain't slept in days, just starin' at screens, Re-readin’ your texts like I’m trapped in a dream. Tried actin’ tough, but damn it, I’m breakin’, Said I didn’t need you—yeah, I was fuckin’ fakin’.

Every fight, every word, still carved in my dome, Now I’m yellin’ at walls ‘cause this house ain’t a home. I scroll through your pics with a bottle in hand, Sayin’, “She’ll come back,” like I got some damn plan.

Blocked me everywhere, still I write like you’ll see it, Leakin’ my soul in these bars, hope you feel it. You said I changed—I did, for the worse, Now every verse I spit just bleeds through the hurt.

(Chorus 1) I told the world, “I’m good,” but that shit was a bluff, I push people out when I don’t feel enough. You walked out the door, now I’m stuck in regret, Missin' the girl that I still ain’t forget.

(Verse 2) Yeah, I act like a savage, but inside I’m wrecked, You moved on quick—fuck, what’d I expect? You needed love, I gave you a war, Now I’m talkin’ to shadows, punchin’ the floor.

You wanted flowers, I gave you a grave, Now I write songs to the ghost I couldn’t save. Told you I’d be better—shit, I lied through my teeth, But I’d sell my soul just to rewind one week.

Your silence hits harder than any diss track, Every “seen” with no reply—just twistin’ the facts. I was toxic, I know, but damn, I’m tryin’, Even monsters cry, they just good at hidin’.

(Chorus 2) You said I’d regret it—I do, every breath, Feelin' like I died but skipped the death. I’d trade the fame, the bars, all the respect, Just to feel your hand brush my neck.

(Verse 3) Now I’m haunted by the scent of your perfume, Talkin’ to myself like you’re still in the room. My pride’s my prison, my guilt’s the warden, And every “I love you” feels fuckin’ distorted.

Yeah, I hit stages with a mask on my pain, Crowds cheer loud, but it don’t feel the same. You knew the real me, saw through the act, Now I’m spillin’ this ink just beggin’ you back.

I’d change, for real this time—cut the bull, Rip out my ego just to feel full. But you gone, ain’t no reply or closure, I guess my last chance died when it was over.

(Chorus 3) So I’ll write you in verses ‘til my voice fades out, Still screamin’ your name through the static and doubt. If you ever hear this, just know it's true— No one loved you as fucked-up as I do.