[Intro] [Piano Prelude] [Verse 1] You came home at midnight with November on your coat. I was sitting in the kitchen with a question in my throat. You kissed me on the forehead like you always used to do. Funny how a little tenderness can hide the ugly truth. I asked you where you’d been. You said, “Baby, don’t do this tonight.” And there it was— that little sentence you used to make me doubt my mind. So I swallowed every question, turned the hallway light off slow, and slept beside a stranger I was terrified to know. God, I made loneliness look so much like love. [Pre-Chorus] I gave you every soft part I was trying to protect. You gave me just enough of you to keep me from leaving yet. You called it love. I called it home. But homes don’t make you feel this alone. And I finally know— [Chorus] This is the last time I wait for you, last time I turn your lies into truth. Last time I bleed just to prove I can stay. Last time I love you and look away. You can keep every promise you never came through— this is the last time I wait for you. Wait for you… Oh, I waited… I waited… too long. [Verse 2] There were nights I wore my makeup just to sit beside the phone. There were birthdays you remembered when somebody told you so. I learned every kind of silence: the angry one, the cold, the one that says “I love you” when the love is already gone. You’d pull me close whenever I got brave enough to leave. Suddenly you’d become everything I begged you to be: flowers, apologies, your hands around my waist. Three beautiful days— then back to the same. And I blamed myself for wanting too much, for asking too often, for feeling too deeply. But maybe I wasn’t too much. Maybe you were just giving me too little. [Pre-Chorus 2] I carried us until my shoulders forgot what freedom felt like. I defended you to people who could see what I couldn’t. And every time they asked me, “Are you happy?” I smiled. That’s the part I can’t forgive myself for. [Bridge] I found your old key yesterday, still hanging by the door. For a second I almost cried. Then I realized— it doesn’t open anything anymore. Neither do your words. Neither do your apologies. Neither does “I love you.” You taught me something beautiful, though: you taught me that a heart can break without dying, that a woman can lose herself and still come home. So listen carefully. I’m not asking you to change. I’m not asking you to chase me. I’m not asking you for anything. I’m telling you I’m gone. [Build] And tonight, for the first time, the empty chair is yours. [Final Chorus] This is the last time I wait for you! Last time I turn your lies into truth! Last time I bleed just to prove I can stay! Last time I love you and throw myself away! You can keep every promise you never came through— this is the last time— I wait for you. No more midnight. No more maybe. No more “baby, please.” No more saving what was killing me. I gave you years. I gave you tears. I gave you every version of me that knew how to disappear. But you don’t get this one. This one walks away. [Outro] You once told me I’d never find another love like yours. I hope you’re right.
