[Verse 1]
Midnight ringtone, your name on a cracked screen,
I press the call and pretend I'm in the same scene.
You send a sleepy selfie, lavender on your sleeve,
I wear your hoodie through my calls just to believe.
Remember diner milkshake, extra straw, one laugh too loud?
You traced ketchup stars on my knuckles, hid behind that proud smile.
I keep the Polaroid from the Ferris wheel above my stall,
It’s crooked but it lights the dark when silence starts to fall.
[Pre-Chorus]
Short lines, soft truths — I say them into static air,
I count your ‘goodnights’ like proof that someone’s really there.
[Chorus]
Maddie, pull my hoodie close through the phone,
Hold my breath in your hands till I don’t feel alone.
Say my name until the wires feel warm and right,
Pull my hoodie close through the phone tonight.
[Verse 2]
You told me 'half-sweet, no foam' like it’s tattooed on me,
I memorize the pauses where you let your guard breathe.
I keep that laundromat coin in my pocket, lint and all,
It’s the small, stubborn treasure that I dig out when I fall.
Saved your voicemail — you laughing, wind in the line,
Played it in a parking lot when I thought I’d lost my mind.
I taped the movie ticket on my mirror by the sink,
So when I fumble I remember love’s a clumsy kind of ink.
[Pre-Chorus 2]
I’m bad at grand speeches, good at showing up on days you’re slow,
I text first when the midnight doubts begin to grow.
[Chorus – Build]
Maddie, pull my hoodie close through the phone,
Let your fists find the zipper and remember I’m not gone.
Hum the chorus we made up when your courage runs thin,
Pull my hoodie close — feel the place where I begin.
[Bridge — The Proof]
I saved your sleepy voicemail, kept the way you say my name,
I booked a weekend ticket, I’ll take the last train, I’ll stake my claim.
If doubt is a window, I’ll be the hand that knocks the glass,
I’ve practiced every small arrival so our lonely nights won’t last.
I carved our day on the inside of a map I fold and keep,
Friday night, I’ll stand below your window awake while you sleep.
[Quiet Interlude — Spoken / Falsetto]
Maddie — I keep your laugh in my front pocket like a coin,
I keep the lint from your hoodie like a promise I won't lose.
If you need proof, there are pockets full: Polaroids, tickets, voices,
And the stupid, steady plan to be the one who chooses you.
[Final Chorus — Full]
Maddie, pull my hoodie close through the phone,
This vinyl heartbeat in my chest says you’re my home.
Say my name until the wires bend into a shore,
Pull my hoodie close through the phone — I’m coming for more.
[Outro]
Take the half-broken mixtape I made of your laugh and our fights,
I’ll keep learning how to love you over calls and sleepless nights.
Until my feet are back on your doorstep, until static turns to skin,
Maddie, pull my hoodie close through the phone — let us begin.
