Cold Shoulder Club

[ Lyrics ]

We don’t talk, we just scroll and stare.

Same city, different time zones,
different beds, same ghosts on the phone.
I deleted your number but I know it by heart,
still flinch at the photo you liked in the dark.
You're out with your friends, I’m brushing my teeth,
watching our old clip like a rerun I can’t delete.
You wave in the background—I freeze the frame,
can’t hate you, can’t call, can’t even explain.

I see your story, you see mine pass by,
both scrolling, both hoping, neither saying why.
The truth sits idle, a draft left unseen,
we were loud in the dark, now we’re quiet between.

Welcome to the Cold Shoulder Club—
where the silence is thick and the love turned dull.
We don’t talk, we just scroll and stare,
phantom touches in the midnight air.
No fight, no closure, no end-of-the-story,
just two hearts in a shared memory.

You sent a meme three weeks ago—then pulled back,
like you forgot how to reach through the crack.
I smiled at my screen like a fool in a trance,
then blocked the song that still sounds like romance.
We pass on the street, eyes locked for a breath,
but you look away first, and I pretend I don’t care.
I still know your coffee order by heart,
still hate that I do, and still curse the damn barista.

I see your new hair, you see I cut mine short,
both asking questions we ghosted to abort.
The closest we get is a likes on a post,
a flicker of warmth we’re too proud to admit.

Welcome to the Cold Shoulder Club—
where the silence is thick and the love turned dull.
We don’t talk, we just scroll and stare,
phantom touches in the midnight air.
No fight, no closure, no end-of-the-story,
just two ghosts in a shared memory.

We don’t need a verdict, we don’t need a name,
we just need the wound to stop feeling the same.
I don’t want you back—just the weight to lift,
to stop mistaking your silence for a gift.

Welcome to the Cold Shoulder Club—
where the silence is thick and the love turned dull.
We don’t talk, we just scroll and stare,
phantom touches in the midnight air.
No fight, no closure, no end-of-the-story,
just two souls choosing not to explore.

We don’t talk… we just scroll and stare.