(Verse 1)
You came in sweet like Sunday pie
With a Bible verse and fluttered eyes
Mama set an extra place
Thought heaven sent you our way
But it didn’t take too long to see
You loved chaos more than family
One minute tears, one minute flames
Every week another name
(Pre-Chorus)
You called my mama a monster-in-law
Like you weren’t the reason grace got worn
Funny thing about throwing stones
Everybody sees your porch
(Chorus)
We called you Peanuts behind closed doors
‘Cause every little thing became a war
Tiny lies and giant scenes
Salted tears and gasoline
Crack the shell and what’s inside?
Just another victim in your mind
You wrote your song, now here’s the truth
Peanuts, honey, the problem was you
(Verse 2)
You’d slam the door then beg him stay
Post sad quotes by the end of day
Had the whole town picking sides
Like love’s a game you win by crying
Mama prayed and bit her tongue
While you played martyr on the run
But saints get tired of cleaning messes
Made by girls who love attention
(Pre-Chorus)
You painted halos on your hurt
Like nobody else got dragged through dirt
But the louder that record spins
The less your story fits
(Chorus)
We called you Peanuts behind closed doors
‘Cause every little thing became a war
Tiny crown, dramatic queen
Making storms from everything
Crack the shell and what’s inside?
Another match and alibi
You wrote your song, now here’s the proof
Peanuts, honey, the problem was you
(Bridge — slower)
And my mama? She’s still kind
Still makes room at Christmastime
Even after all the wreckage
You just left and justified
That’s the difference plain to see
Grace don’t sound like jealousy
(Final Chorus)
So here’s to Peanuts and the tales you tell
Making home feel hard as hell
But time has a funny way
Of showing who threw love away
You can sing your victim tune
But everybody knows the truth
You wrote your song, we wrote one too
Peanuts… turns out the monster was you.
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