Last Name on the Door

[Verse 1]
You packed up your perfume
Left the cheap white frame
Took the silver
Took the Sunday shoes
Left me the blame
Coffee stain on the counter
Your hair in the sink
Lawyer calls at 7 a.m
Says sign it in ink
[Chorus]
Take your half of this heartbreak
Take your cut of my time
You can keep that last name on the door
I’m takin’ back what’s mine
You split the house
The bed
The bank
But you don’t own my soul anymore
Take your half of this heartbreak
And get your last name off my door (hey!)
[Verse 2]
You said “we can stay friends”
Like that’s some kind of prize
You kissed my cheek in the parking lot
Couldn’t look me in the eyes
Now your mama’s in my messages
Quotin’ holy words
But she never saw you whisperin’ lies
Every line I heard
[Chorus]
Take your half of this heartbreak
Take your cut of my time
You can keep that last name on the door
I’m takin’ back what’s mine
You split the house
The bed
The bank
But you don’t own my soul anymore
Take your half of this heartbreak
And get your last name off my door
[Bridge]
I gave you good years
Good dinners
Good jokes
Bad songs (oh yeah)
You turned my “for better
Forever”
Into “how fast can I move on”
[Chorus]
So take your half of this heartbreak
Take your cut of my time
You can keep that last name on the door
I’m takin’ back what’s mine
You split the house
The bed
The bank
But you don’t own my soul anymore
Take your half of this heartbreak
Yeah
Get your last name off my door

folk, Smoky acoustic blues-soul ballad, male vocals. Fingerpicked guitar in a low, gritty tuning, thumbed bass notes, and brushed snare for heartbeat pulse. Verses stay close and conversational; chorus opens with ragged harmonies and a touch of churchy organ swell. Occasional bent guitar notes answer vocal lines, building to a raw, shouted final hook then dropping back to a dry, intimate outro., acoustic, blues, soul