[Chorus] Was it an ego boost to have me in your bed, In your bed, in your bed— Was it an ego boost to know you were in my head, In my head, in my head— You’re the type that takes all my love, All my trust, Just to kill it dead. Kill it dead. That’s what you did To me. Now it’s dead. Now it’s dead—you and me. ⸻ [Verse 2] I was your mirror, Reflecting your pride— The man you could be If you had tried. You dimmed my light, Stole my view. I gave you love That could’ve changed you. But you’re the type To fake and flee, Phony and fragile, Too small to be. You needed power— So you drained my soul. Now I know That was the goal. Was it an ego boost to pull me in, To twist the truth And make me think You were the man for me? The mask, the spin— A trick of a man. I see it now. I’m done with it. ⸻ [Pre-Chorus] Did you love the chase, Or love the fall? Or did it have Nothing to do with love at all? ⸻ [Chorus] Was it an ego boost to have me in your bed, In your bed, in your bed— Was it an ego boost to know you were in my head, In my head, in my head— ⸻ [Bridge] You’re a ghost in the halls of my memory, A glimpse of the man you pretended to be. But now the air is clear, The weight is gone. Your chapter’s closed— I’m moving on.
