Yeah… Funny how it goes. You walk away clean… then miss the mess. You packed your words in a suitcase, said, “Baby, this ain’t right.” Left me standing in the doorway with your perfume and the night. Now you’re calling after midnight, talking soft like nothing changed. But I learned to sleep without you, and damn, that feels kinda strange. You had me when I wanted you, you lost me when you knew. Now every little “sorry” sounds a little overdue. Too late to come back, baby, too late to call it love. You only want the fire when the room ain’t warm enough. Too late to come back, darling, I finally got the knack— you taught me how to lose you, now you want your old life back. You say the city's colder since you stopped wearing my name. Cute line, yeah, I remember— you always did know how to frame every goodbye like a movie, every silence like a crime. But I quit reading your subtitles, I got better things on my mind. You had me on a thin line, I broke it just in time. Now you're knocking at the old door— but that old key ain't mine. Too late to come back, baby, too late to call it love. You only want the fire when the room ain’t warm enough. Too late to come back, darling, I finally got the knack— you taught me how to lose you, now you want your old life back. I won't say I never miss you— that'd be one hell of a lie. Some nights your shadow finds me when the taxis roll on by. But missing ain't surrender, and lonely ain't the same. I can still remember your touch without answering your name. You wanted distance. You got it. Now don't blame me 'cause I learned how to use it. Too late to come back, baby, too late to call it love. You only want the fire when the room ain’t warm enough. Too late to come back, darling, ain't no fixing what we cracked. You taught me how to lose you— don't look shocked I learned that fast. Yeah… You left first. I just got better at staying gone. Too late…
