Yeah 5 AM and the fog is rolling in
I saw your missed calls
I'm not picking up this time
Listen
You got too comfortable thinking I'd always wait
Leaving your shoes by my door, showing up late
But I changed the locks and I changed my perspective
Your love was toxic, a bit too selective
Now I'm sitting in Malibu, watching the tide
With a glass of vintage wine and my ghost by my side
You tell your friends that you made me a star
But you were just a passenger inside of my car
I'm running the charts now, I'm making the plays
While you're still stuck in your old, childish ways
And it's 5 AM, looking out at the sea
Wondering why you thought you could break me
Yeah, the hills are quiet, the neon is dead
I'm clearing your ghost right out of my head
Yeah, look, they try to say a woman can't run the game
But every track they love is attached to my name
I write my own stories, I sign my own checks
While you're still stressed about who I text next
I spent your whole yearly budget on a ring for my hand
Just to show you I don't need a man to command
I'm independent, sophisticated, and cold
The silver is yours, baby, I am the gold
Don't check my stories, don't ask how I've been
The chapter is closed, I'm ready to win
And it's 5 AM, looking out at the sea
Wondering why you thought you could break me
Yeah, the hills are quiet, the neon is dead
I'm clearing your ghost right out of my head
Yeah, keep that same distance
It suits you
5 AM in Malibu
Yeah