Old couch, same room,used to scream, now it's doom.Pizza box, split screen,we were legends at sixteen.Now I’m solo, talking static,laggy laughs, it’s so traumatic.
No hi-fives, just headset beeps,no more nights with no sleep.
Player Two, I miss you,no one's here, just the menu.Player Two, where'd you go?Ghost in the ping, and it shows.Player Two, I miss you,this online world feels see-through.
Game night’s now a login code,jokes don’t land on this alone road.No rage quits, no cheating moves,just strangers playing by the rules.I scroll the list, but no one's there,just echoes in the digital air.
No more fights for second place,no real smiles on this interface.
Player Two, I miss you,no one's here, just the menu.Player Two, where'd you go?Ghost in the ping, and it shows.Player Two, I miss you,this online world feels see-through.
I’d trade my rank, my wins, my streak,for one dumb laugh, one losing week.Just to hear you swear and shout,in person — not this timeout.
Player Two, I miss you,Player Two, I miss you,
Player Two, I miss you,Player Two, just the menu
Player Two, where'd you go?Ghost in the ping, and it shows.
Player Two, I miss you,this online world feels see-through.Player Two... I miss you.
