We ain’t talkin’ no more, lips sealed like a vault,
midnight texts on read, that’s my fault.
Pour another four, let the Henny dissolve
every promise we swore, now the memories rot.
Your name on my skin still burning like acid,
scream in the dark but the echo stays absent.
Love turned to static, hearts stuck on mute,
we don’t talk—just bodies in the rearview.