The Guest Room
(Verse 1)
I watched you sleeping through a half-open door
The man I’ve known for a decade or more
The one who pays the mortgage and shares the name
But the person in this bed is no longer the same.
I’ve got his scent on my skin, his touch on my mind
While I’m leaving your breakfast and your laundry behind
It’s a strange kind of logic, a cold-blooded art
To keep a steady home while I tear it apart.
(Pre-Chorus)
They say the "other woman" is a stranger in heels
But I’m the one you married, and I know how it feels
To look you in the eye while I’m thinking of him
And watch the light in our hallway get dim.
(Chorus)
And I don’t care about the vows we swore
I don’t care what I’m walking out for
I’m not a victim, I’m not losing my head
I’m just finding a life in a different bed.
Call it a betrayal, call it a sin
But I finally feel something underneath my skin
And I don’t care if I’m the one to blame
When I’ve forgotten the weight of your last name.
(Verse 2)
You ask about my day and I tell you a lie
A practiced little script with a sparkle in my eye
I’ve become a master of the "late night at work"
While I’m tasting the danger and the thrill and the perk.
It’s not that you’re mean, it’s not that you’re bad
It’s just that "stable" is the most boring thing I’ve had
And I’m trading our "forever" for a "right now" rush
Setting fire to the house in a velvet-lined hush.
(Bridge)
Is it callous? Surely. Is it messy? I guess.
But I’ve never felt cleaner in this borrowed dress.
I’m not looking for a rescue or a hand to hold
I’m just tired of the story that we’ve already told
And the guilt doesn’t wake me in the middle of the night
It’s a ghost I’ve outrun, it’s a dog without a bite.
(Chorus)
And I don’t care about the vows we swore
I don’t care what I’m walking out for
I’m not a victim, I’m not losing my head
I’m just finding a life in a different bed.
Call it a betrayal, call it a sin
But I finally feel something underneath my skin
And I don’t care if I’m the one to blame
When I’ve forgotten the weight of your last name.
(Outro)
So sleep well, darling, in your ignorant bliss
I’m erasing your memory with every new kiss.
I’m the villain of the suburbs, the wife in the wrong
And I’ve never felt like I more belong.
No, I don’t care.
I’m already gone.
