​Wrist Cold, Heart Warm

Wrist cold, heart warm, I don’t change on mine

Talk like ice but I love full-time

They see shine, don’t see nights I cried

Cold on the wrist, still warm inside

Wrist cold, heart warm, same ones with me

Chain look rich, but the heart still cheap

Not cheap like fake — cheap like bruised

Still give too much, still get used

Walked in late, looking calm as fuck

Like I didn’t cry in a Uber once

Watch on my wrist doing big man things

While my bank app’s loading like “please don’t sing”

She said, “You act like you don’t care.”

I said, “Yeah, babe, that’s the hair.”

Truth is, I care and it pisses me off

Got a hard little mouth and a heart gone soft

I’ll chat shit at the bar till they think I’m cruel

Then give my last tenner to some sad-eyed fool

I’m all gold flash and bad perfume

But I’ll sit on the floor when you can’t leave your room

Wrist cold, heart warm, I don’t change on mine

Talk like ice but I love full-time

They see shine, don’t see nights I cried

Cold on the wrist, still warm inside

Wrist cold, heart warm, same ones with me

Chain look rich, but the heart still cheap

Not cheap like fake — cheap like bruised

Still give too much, still get used

I got ice on my wrist, but my soul’s in debt

Still text back people I should forget

Still say “I’m good” when I’m clearly not

Still make trauma sound like a TikTok

And yeah, I flex when I feel small

That’s not mystery, babe, that’s all

Big watch, big laugh, big “fuck you” grin

Tiny little child screaming somewhere within

I’m loyal in ways that look stupid on paper

Like waiting outside in shit weather later

Like “call me when home,” like “eat something please”

Like “I hate you” but “take my keys”

Cold mouth

Warm hands

Bad jokes

Real plans

Big shine

Soft spot

Talk shit

Love lots

Ice talk

Heart flame

Same boys

Same names

Fuck them

Love mine

Still here

Still trying

Wrist cold, heart warm, I don’t change on mine

Talk like ice but I love full-time

They see shine, don’t see nights I cried

Cold on the wrist, still warm inside

Wrist cold, heart warm, I still ride for the same ones

Froze up the watch, but the love never changed once

I talk real slick, but I move with a code

Ice on the wrist, little fire in the soul

Wrist cold

Heart warm

Look fine

Feel torn

Big mouth

Soft core

Still yours

Of course