[Verse 1]
Met you in the back row
Black boots, black jokes, black smoke halo
You said, “I’m chill,” but your eyes said chaos
Turned my calm little life to a car crash payoff
Late nights, screaming in the parking lot
You’d cry, then laugh, then say it’s my fault
Blocked your number, then you called from his phone
You loved the drama more than being alone
[Chorus]
You won’t let go, but it’s over
Still blowin’ up my phone like it ain’t
You keep draggin’ this corpse on your shoulder
I walked away, you’re still pullin’ my name
You won’t let go, but it’s over
Can’t chain me back to your flame
You keep chasin’ a ghost, lookin’ closer
I’m out the fire, you’re stuck in the smoke of my name
[Verse 2]
New girl, new start, Sunday sunlight
You pop up in the window of the bar like “Hi”
Fake smile, then the “we should still be friends” line
Then you tell her every secret I left behind
DM my mom, say I ruined your trust
Post old pics, write captions like we still us
Pull up at my job, cry loud in the lobby
You don’t want love, you just like the copy
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
[low vocal register]
I changed my number, city, routine
You still find cracks in the in-between
You want the fight more than you ever wanted me
I’m done playing therapist to your needs
[full voice, shouted]
This is your last text
This is your last show
You can haunt yourself
I’m letting you go
[Chorus]