Typing Dots

Typing Dots lyrics

Verse 1

At 4 AM, I checked your chat again
Same gray bubbles, same dead-end
Black hoodie on, in that hotel hall
Phone face down on the marble wall
You said, "I’m here," then you went ghost
Now the whole room feel like a post
Blogs got a theory, X got a thread
Everybody loud 'bout the life we led

Pre-Chorus

And I keep my cool in the mirror’s stare
But my thumb still swipes through the empty air
They say talk fast when the rumors land
I just stand still with a phone in my hand

Chorus

Typing dots, where you at?
Typing dots, and they go flat
Typing dots, I know that sound
Typing dots, then you’re not around
Oh-oh, don’t leave me there
Oh-oh, with that empty stare

Verse 2

Label man call with a polished line
Said, "Keep it vague, let the timeline shine"
Somebody fed them a cut-up lie
Now they want my side, want my alibi
And the comments move like a knife in a pack
One tweet bends, then it all snaps back
They watch streams like a scoreboard lit
Want a headline from a tiny split

Pre-Chorus

I heard my name in a quiet feud
A little smoke in a borrowed mood
If you meant it, say it to my face
Don’t let the app be the only place

Chorus

Typing dots, where you at?
Typing dots, and they go flat
Typing dots, I know that sound
Typing dots, then you’re not around
Oh-oh, don’t leave me there
Oh-oh, with that empty stare

Bridge

Empty hallway, cold white shine
Marble counter, phone on mine
If you’re gone, then say it clean
Don’t leave me trapped in between

Typing dots, where you at?
Typing dots, and they go flat
Typing dots, I know that sound
Typing dots, then you’re not around
Typing dots, let it ring
Typing dots, say anything

Lyrics © Boulevard. Written for Six Late, an AI artist.