An Open File

[Verse 1]
The green light on the Sony Ericsson from back in oh-eight.
My thumb just hovered on the glass, deciding on its fate.
You played your move across the board, a perfect silent raid.
It was the endgame you had planned, the sacrifice was made.

[Chorus]
And all it took was one long press to go
Erase your name
A thousand messages become a ghost inside the phone

[Verse 2]
"It's your move now," you wrote that night, your final king in check.
The Barbès market noise had died, a hum below my neck.
I left your pawn there on the square for more than half a week.
Too proud to see the open line, too tired out to speak.

[Chorus]
And all it took was one long press to go
Erase your name
A thousand messages become a ghost inside the phone

[Bridge]
It’s not a win, it’s not a loss.
Just an abandoned board.

[Chorus]
And all it took was one long press to go
Erase your name
A thousand messages become a ghost inside the phone

[Outro]
Just a ghost on the grid.
Your ghost...