Lyrics

(Verse 1)
Well I sent a message back in April,
It’s June and still no sound.
Evie’s askin’ where you’re hidin’,
But you ain’t nowhere to be found.
You used to be our rider,
Now you just drift and bail,
Guess orange chicken stole ya —
Right off the friendship trail.

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(Chorus)
You’re ghostin’ and lo mein,
Always leavin’ us in pain.
You don’t write, you don’t call,
You just vanish in the rain.
At Panda like it’s church,
Sayin’ “sorry” way too late —
Camila, that’s not friendship,
That’s a cold and empty plate.

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(Verse 2)
Three months later you come crawlin’,
“Hey y’all, I’ve been so busy…”
But you ain’t in no rodeo,
Just drownin’ in that sesame.
Me and Evie held it down,
Like outlaws side by side,
While you dipped for sweet and sour,
Left us high and dry.

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(Chorus)
You’re ghostin’ and lo mein,
Always playin’ them same games.
Used to ride, now you slide,
Like sauce runnin’ down the drain.
We ain’t beggin’, we ain’t cryin’,
We just done with all the fake —
Camila, keep your fortune cookie,
We’ll go bake our own damn cake.

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(Bridge – stripped down, guitar twang)
You traded friends for fast food trays,
No more space in our corral.
Go ahead, keep ghostin’, babe,
We’ve seen the real you now…

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(Final Chorus – strong, proud delivery)
You’re ghostin’ and lo mein,
And we ain’t playin’ your sad game.
We got real hearts, we got grace,
While you chase a paper plate.
So here’s goodbye, we won’t pretend,
Camila, this is the end —
You chose your path, we chose peace,
Now ride off with your grease.

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(Outro – fade out, low tone)
Next time you text us in the fall…
We won’t be waitin’.
We’ll be long gone…
With friends who actually call.