Hospital Bed Ticket

Intro) (Slow, rhythmic tapping, like fingers on a hospital bed rail) You’re holding a ticket, you’re waiting in line Treating my heart like it’s yours, and it’s fine But I’m not a seat you can save for the day When your current "forever" just washes away... (Verse 1) You say if it ends, you’re coming for me Like I’m a prize or a safety degree "If she breaks my heart, then I’ll be your girl" While you’re watching my world start to spin and to swirl You’re keeping me warm on a low-simmer flame While you’re playing a "bestie" and "lover" game The audacity hits like a punch to the chest I’m a "back-up plan" put to the test. (Pre-Chorus) My monitor’s buzzing, the pressure is high You’re building a bridge out of a "maybe" and "why" I’m in the ICU, fighting for breath While you’re flirtin' with life and flirtin' with death. (Chorus) I’m not your "next," I’m not your "someday" I’m flatlining now while you’re looking away You’re dating her but you’re haunting my bed Planting these "what-ifs" inside of my head It’s toxic, it’s poison, it’s Landon again Treating my heart like a disposable pen The screen’s going straight, the rhythm is gone I’m not the second choice you can lean on. (Verse 2) You were "too anxious" to tell me the truth Now you’re wasting my time and wasting my youth Saying you love me but staying with her Keeping my vision a static-filled blur It’s a manipulator’s trick, it’s a bait-and-switch Leaving my soul in a dark, lonely ditch You want me to wait in this sterile white room? While you decide if you’re the bride or the gloom? Pre-Chorus) My monitor’s buzzing, the pressure is high You’re building a bridge out of a "maybe" and "why" I’m in the ICU, fighting for breath While you’re flirtin' with life and flirtin' with death. (Chorus) I’m not your "next," I’m not your "someday" I’m flatlining now while you’re looking away You’re dating her but you’re haunting my bed Planting these "what-ifs" inside of my head It’s toxic, it’s poison, it’s Landon again Treating my heart like a disposable pen The screen’s going straight, the rhythm is gone I’m not the second choice you can lean on. (Bridge) I’d rather be lonely, I’d rather be free Than be the girl that you "choose" eventually I’m not a "if," and I’m not a "when" I’m never gonna flatline for you again My anxiety’s screaming, it’s telling me "Run!" Before the damage you’re doing is finally done. Added Verse) The monitor is screaming because my heart still wants you, But my head sees the poison in everything you do. I’m caught in the middle of a beautiful, broken dream, Wishing you were the person you actually seem. I’d give anything to date you, to finally say "yes," But I’m flatlining under the weight of this mess. I can’t love a shadow, I can’t love a lie, While you watch my vitals hit zero and die. It’s a war in my chest, and the truth is so cruel— I’m in love with a girl who’s a manipulative fool. Pre-Chorus) My monitor’s buzzing, the pressure is high You’re building a bridge out of a "maybe" and "why" I’m in the ICU, fighting for breath While you’re flirtin' with life and flirtin' with death. (Chorus) I’m not your "next," I’m not your "someday" I’m flatlining now while you’re looking away You’re dating her but you’re haunting my bed Planting these "what-ifs" inside of my head It’s toxic, it’s poison, it’s Landon again Treating my heart like a disposable pen The screen’s going straight, the rhythm is gone I’m not the second choice you can lean on. Outro) (The heart monitor beeps start to fade out) Go back to your girlfriend. Go back to your "we." Stop trying to save a spot next to me. I’m checking out. I’m leaving the queue. I’m permanent—but I’m done with you. (Flatline...) (Silence)