Back at the scene 2

I swore I’d never text you back

Burned the bridge, lit up the track

Painted red like the warning signs

Girl’s gotta run when she sees the crimes

Friends say “he’s trouble,” I say “true”

But baby, I’m a crime scene too

Ohhh— ooohhh, here I go again,

Echoes in the hallway, calling out your name

Said I’m free, I meant it—till I smelled your sin, mmm

Guess I’m no better than I’ve ever been

I make my grand escape, I scrub the screen

Only to land...

Back at the scene**

I told my girls “I’ve cut the ties”

Deleted pics and pretty lies, yeah

Then you walked in with that damn grin,

Like we never did what we both did

Love’s not jail, but still I plead

Guilty for the way you bleed

Ohhh— ooohhh guess I’ve slipped again, mmmm

Footprints in the ash, I swear I won’t pretend

I said I’m wise, I’m done, I’m strong, I’m queen

Till your shadow hits my silver screen

I swear I’ve changed—till you look at me

Then I’m right back...

Back at the scene

I moved on

(Almost...)

I let go

(Almost...)

You’re the ghost I don’t believe in

But I still set a place for**

Ohhh—no alibi,

Dancing in the dark where the angels cry

I claim I’ve grown, I let you in

Repeat the verse, commit the sin

I’ve walked away, I’ve wiped it clean—

But I always end up...

Back at the scene