Done Being Yours

You walk in… and everything dies a little.

(“I’m done…”)

You walk in, and the air gets tight,

Every word you say just don’t feel right.

Used to care, now I just stare,

Through you — like you’re not even there.

Your voice is thunder I’ve learned to tune out,

Every promise just another doubt.

I used to fight, now I just freeze,

Peace means more than your “please.”

(“please…” — glitch repeat)

I’ve cried enough to drown the flame,

Now your touch just sounds like blame.

You keep coming back like it’s love —

It’s just habit, and I’ve had enough.

(“enough… enough…”)

I’m done being yours,

Done keeping score.

Every lie you sold me, I’m throwing to the floor.

You call it love, I call it war,

I’m done — done being yours.

(“no more… no more…”)

You twist words till they fit your truth,

Gaslight sparks in the wreckage of youth.

You think I’ll break, I think I’ll heal,

You’ll never own the way I feel.

I dread your shadow more each day,

But I’ve learned how to walk away.

No more begging, no more tears,

No more living inside your fears.

(“I’m not scared anymore…”)

I’ve cried enough to drown the flame,

Now your touch just sounds like blame.

You keep coming back like it’s love —

It’s just habit, and I’ve had enough.

I’m done being yours,

Done keeping score.

Every lie you sold me, I’m locking the door.

You call it love, I call it war —

And I won’t fight anymore.

(“I won’t fight… I won’t fight…”)

(“you’ll miss me when I’m gone…”)

I used to shake, I used to cry,

Now I just let the silence reply.

Every wound you gave, I wore like art,

Now I’m done — reclaiming my heart.

(“my heart… my heart…”)

I’m done being yours,

Done keeping score.

You’ll reach for me — I’ll be no more.

You call it love, I call it war —

And I won’t fight anymore.

(“I’m done… done being yours…”)