[Verse 1] We had barefoot beers in the backyard Sunburnt noses, old lawn chairs You carved our names in that pine tree Said forever, like a prayer I still taste cherry lip gloss summers Hear you laughing on my phone But under every pretty picture You were texting someone else at home [Chorus] I’m done being your fool, I’m through Can’t keep bleeding just to stay with you Good times, bad times, all feel the same When every sweet word’s tied to shame I gave you my heart, you gave me a bruise I keep losing every time I choose To take you back, to trust you again This is the last time you call me “friend” [Verse 2] You came home smelling like perfume Said it’s “just laundry,” I played dumb Found that lipstick on your hoodie Same shade sitting on her tongue Caught you in the neighbor’s driveway Headlights off, hands on her waist You said, “Baby, it was nothing” But I saw everything on her face [Chorus] I’m done being your fool, I’m through Can’t keep bleeding just to stay with you Good times, bad times, all feel the same When every sweet word’s tied to shame I gave you my heart, you gave me a bruise I keep losing every time I choose To take you back, to trust you again This is the last time you call me “friend” [Bridge – Rap] Yeah You had a good girl, front row at your bad show (hey) Clapping for a clown in a backroad sideshow You were “working late,” she was riding in your truck seat Throwing my hoodie on her back like it’s lucky All those midnight fights in the driveway You swore, “Baby, I ain’t built that way” But your phone lit up with my heartbreak And her nickname saved as “Someday” I’m sick of your stories, sick of your stains Sick of my tears on the steering wheel frame You turned our house to a haunted museum Every room, I got to walk through and see ‘em Those good memories? They’re cut with glass Wedding songs sitting in a whiskey glass You ain’t a mistake, you’re a habit I’m breaking This is my exit, this is me waking (yeah) [Chorus] I’m done being your fool, I’m through Can’t keep bleeding just to stay with you Good times, bad times, all feel the same When every sweet word’s tied to shame I gave you my heart, you gave me a bruise I keep losing every time I choose To take you back, to trust you again This is the last time you call me “friend” [Outro – Rap] So keep your sweet talk, keep your lies I’ll keep my peace and clear blue skies You broke this bond, you broke my trust But you don’t get to break us ‘Cause there ain’t no “us” now, just me Keys on the counter, I’m finally free (yeah) Our love is over, carved in stone You can cheat on a ghost, I’m already gone
