Dust On Your Own Boots

You walk in slammin’ doors, spreadin’ thunder through the room,

Actin’ like the whole world’s fallin’ ’cause you said it would soon.

You throw guilt around like gravel, kickin’ hearts like old tin cans,

But you’re the storm cloud hangin’ heavy over everyone you can.

And every time we speak our truth, you twist it ’til we’re wrong,

Call it love, but it ain’t love if it don’t lift anyone.

There’s dust on your own boots, not on mine,

You built your world on warning signs.

You point your finger, moan and gripe,

Suck the air out of the room each night.

And I’m done pretendin’ we’re the blame

For every dark cloud you proclaim—

Your heavy sighs, your worn-out bruises…

There’s dust on your own boots, and now you can walk through it.

You keep chasin’ risky chances, always lookin’ for a win,

Throwin’ time and money after things that never pay back in.

You’re a sore loser when life hits, tryin’ hard to one-up folks,

Turnin’ every small frustration into someone else’s fault or joke.

You bend the truth, you spin the tale, you swear you’re always right,

But we’re the ones who feel the weight of your never-ending fight.

There’s dust on your own boots, not on mine,

You made your bed in your decline.

You point your finger, tell your lies,

But we see past your tired disguise.

And I’m done pretendin’ we’re the blame

For every storm you try to name—

Your bad moods, your worn-out ruses…

There’s dust on your own boots, and now you can walk through it.

I tiptoed ’round your temper, tried to shield the ones I love,

But you drowned out every sunrise with a cloud you dragged above.

No sorrys, no changes, just your misery on repeat—

Well, I ain’t carryin’ your darkness when I can choose my own peace.

There’s dust on your own boots, not on mine,

I won’t follow one more time.

Take your guilt, your rage, your pride—

I’m ridin’ off with a clearer mind.

The truth is simple, long past due:

We’re tired of all the bullshit from you.

Your storms, your shadows—you can keep it.

There’s dust on your own boots…

And I’m the one who’s finally leavin’…

Finally leavin’