[Intro – gentle acoustic guitar strum, faint synth hum] Old screen glow on my bedroom wall Your name still lingers in the small [Verse 1 – soft guitar arpeggios, subtle drum shuffle] I found the hoodie you left in my drawer The threadbare cuff still holds your core I fold it slow like I’m holding back tears Wondering if you still taste the beer [Verse 2 – added bass line, distant background vocals] The coffee shop still plays our song I pause mid-step where we used to belong The barista asks if I’m okay I smile and lie, look the other way [Pre-Chorus – building synth layers, steady drum beat] I thought I’d erased every trace But you’re still here in every space I try to run, try to hit erase But your ghost won’t let me turn the page [Chorus – full band, warm synth swells, layered vocals] You’re the ghost in my playlist, the crack in my phone The empty seat where I still set a home I still reach for you when the lights go low Wishing I could make the silence slow [Interlude – acoustic guitar solo, soft synth undercurrent] (Instrumental Solo) [Verse 3 – stripped back to guitar and vocals] I deleted the texts, blocked your number today But your laugh still echoes when I walk this way The moon still looks like the night we first kissed I trace the stars like I’m tracing your wrist [Pre-Chorus – reverb on vocals, building drum roll] I thought I’d moved past all the pain But your memory still leaves a stain I try to breathe, try to start again But your ghost won’t let me mend the end [Chorus Reprise – intensified instrumentation, harmonies] You’re the ghost in my playlist, the crack in my phone The empty seat where I still set a home I still reach for you when the lights go low Wishing I could make the silence slow [Bridge – minimal piano, intimate vocals] I know I have to let you go But my heart still doesn’t want to know Maybe one day I’ll turn the page And your ghost will finally fade away [Final Chorus – full band with string accents, emotional peak] You’re the ghost in my playlist, the last of my past The quiet ache that won’t let me last I’ll keep your memory in a locked-up box And learn to love the quiet, learn to walk [Outro – fading guitar, soft synth fade] Old screen glow fades to black Your ghost finally fades to back