Three AM thumb scrolling through the graveyard shift
Your name is a ghost that my keyboard can't dismiss
Every time I block it's a temporary fix
Eight letters I can't unlearn can't unflick
And I swear I'm over it I'm over it
But my phone keeps thinking we're still a thing
Your name still autocorrects on my phone
Every time I try to type"I'm over it"alone
And I backspace backspace watch it reappear
Like you never left like you're still right here
Changed your contact to"Don't you dare"
But my phone's got a memory it doesn't care
It knows the shape of you the way your number fits
A muscle memory that my thumb never quits
And I swear I'm done with it I'm done with it
But my phone keeps thinking we're still a thing
Your name still autocorrects on my phone
Every time I try to type"I'm over it"alone
And I backspace backspace watch it reappear
Like you never left like you're still right here
Maybe I don't wanna fix what's broken
Maybe I like the way your name keeps showing
Every time it pops up I get to feel it
One more time one more time
Your name still autocorrects on my phone
Every time I try to type"I'm over it"alone
And I backspace backspace watch it reappear
Like you never left like you're still right here
