(Verse 1 — whispered, tight, breathy) She’s in your bed, but I’m the voice inside your head. I had your heart— you let it rot, you left it dead. I’m losing pieces, cracking right under the surface. Barely sleeping, ’cause loving you was always worthless. Should’ve known you’d pull the trigger, you were aiming for me on purpose. (Pre-Chorus — detached, icy attitude) So it’s fine, I’m okay, I never really had you anyway. (Chorus — bitter, bigger, layered harmonies) You don’t get to be the victim when you set the place on fire. You don’t get to say you’re hurting when you’re the one who’s a liar. You don’t get to say you loved me— your love was razor wire, honey. No, you don’t get to show up crying, not when you were the one deciding. (Post-Chorus — eerie, half-whisper falsetto) But now I’m not around… now I’m not around… (Verse 2 — more venom, stronger rhythm) Oh I’m “crazy,” yeah, whatever, that’s the story that you tell. You can crucify my name, but you can’t lock me in your hell. Drag me through your dirty secrets, rewrite every memory— but you can’t erase a wildfire, and you sure as hell can’t burn me. (Pre-Chorus — angrier build) So it’s fine, I’m okay, I’m the one who walks away. (Chorus — more drums, punchier delivery) You don’t get to be the victim when you taught me how to bleed. You don’t get to beg forgiveness with your mouth full of deceit. You don’t get to say you loved me— your love was poison, bittersweet, honey. No, you don’t get to knock on doors you nailed shut when you were bored. (Bridge — soft, distorted, underwater vocals) Goddamn it, I wanted you… yeah, I wanted you so bad. But wanting you was killing me, and losing you ain’t half as sad. (Final Chorus — cinematic, wide, huge) You don’t get to be the victim when you set my world on fire. You don’t get to say you miss me— I’m the one who climbed out higher. You don’t get to say you loved me— your love was razor wire, honey. No, you don’t get to call me back, ’cause I’m not yours, and that’s a fact. (Outro — whispered, almost ghostly) I’m not around… I’m not around… not for you
