Microwave Light

Verse 1

Stained receipt from the late-night drive

Half-past three, trying to feel alive

You left your keys on the kitchen press

Mismatched socks, what a heavy mess

Dutch rain hitting the window pane

Staring at the screen, it's a boring game

You didn't text, and the tea went cold

Just another story that was never told

Pre-Chorus

I'm not waiting up

Just can't find the off switch yet

One more scroll, one more check

Nothing I should probably forget

Build

And the rain keeps hitting

And the screen keeps glowing

And the tea went cold

And I'm still not going

Chorus

Blocked your number at 3:17

Thumb still hovering above the screen

Cold light from the microwave

Nothing left here worth trying to save

It breathes, it bends

Don't want it to end

Verse 2

Cold tile floor on my naked feet

Eating leftover fries, not a major treat

Greasy fingers on a plastic cup

Waiting for the sun to just hurry up

Your broken amp in the corner space

Dust on the knobs, what a lonely place

No big goodbye, no dramatic flare

Just a pair of scuffed shoes on the stairs

Pre-Chorus

I'm not waiting up

Just can't find the off switch yet

One more scroll, one more check

Nothing I should probably forget

Build

And the floor's still cold

And the cup's still greasy

And the amp's still there

And none of this is easy

Chorus

Blocked your number at 3:17

Thumb still hovering above the screen

Cold light from the microwave

Nothing left here worth trying to save

It breathes, it bends

Don't want it to end

Pre-Bridge

And I keep thinking

I should probably sleep

But the fries are gone

And the quiet runs deep

Build

Just the buzz of the microwave

Just the dark outside

Just the things you left behind

Just me, still inside

Bridge

Your amp still hums when the heating kicks in

I keep meaning to move it

Don't know where to begin

It's not about you

It's just in the way

Like most of the things

That didn't get a proper goodbye day

Chorus

Blocked your number at 3:17

Thumb still hovering above the screen

Cold light from the microwave

Nothing left here worth trying to save

It breathes, it bends

Don't want it to end

Outro

Microwave buzzing in the dark

Unpaid ticket from the central park

No dawn breaking, no big release

Just the silence after you leave

Spoken

"This music was created by DiscoPrincess — Royalty of the Night"