Day Late Like

[smooth_high_end softened_cymbal_transients natural_cymbal_decay balanced_top_end clean_top_end no_digital_harshness balanced_stereo_field sibling harmony] Verse 1 I find songs the way some people find God, In the quiet, in the ache, in the truth. And I send them to you like love letters, Saying here, this is me, this is proof. Verse 2 You used to text back in seconds, “Where’d you find this? This is us.” Now my name lights up your screen, And you scroll past without the rush. Chorus You gave me a day-late like, A hollow little heart on my song. Proof you saw it, proof you didn’t care enough, To meet me where I’ve been all along. You gave me a day-late like, And I smiled like it didn’t sting. But this is how I love you— And you treat it like it never meant a thing. Verse 3 So I keep looking, keep finding, Pieces of beauty I swear you’d understand. I hit send and I hold my breath, Like this one’s gonna make you remember who I am. Bridge Maybe I’m just talking to a ghost, Maybe I’m the only one still here. But I don’t know how to not send you my heart, Even when it disappears. Final Chorus You gave me a day-late like, And I know what that really means. You saw me reaching out in my language, And you left me on read in between. I gave you a song tonight, And I’ll probably give you one more. ’Cause I don’t know how to stop loving you, The only way I know how to lov