You think you moved on, baby, that's a cute little lie you tell yourself at night, I'm already in your head when he's catching your eye, already ruining the vibe, already right there in the back of your throat when you're trying to feel something new — Tell me, does he know what he's touching? Does he know what he's getting into? 'Cause I don't share what's mine, I don't forget, I don't do closure, I don't do debt, Every man you bring home is borrowing something that isn't his to get, You can change your locks, change your number, change the furniture, change your life — But you sleep with my name on your skin every single night. You can change your sheets but you can't change your skin, And I know what's underneath, I know exactly where you've been, I know the version of you that existed before the world got in — You're living in the outline of a life I designed, in a house that still smells like mine, Go ahead and redecorate, go ahead and try, Everything you touch, baby — I was there first. You're mine like a scar, that don't fade, that don't ask, I'm the deal you made, I'm the price on the tag, Go ahead and run, go ahead, I'll wait — Every door you open, baby, I'm already inside.
