steadied every storm that rolled through your door, Kept the light on when you forgot what you were for. I fed your hunger with my hands and my time, Built you a shelter out of every single rhyme. You took my trust like currency to spend, Smiled while you handed pieces of me to them. You stole my shelter, sold my trust for cheap applause— Left me awake while you were counting other flaws. I held the line, I held the truth, I held the place you’d run to, While you were out there trading love for something new. I’m done. I’m gone. I’m walking free. You lost the best thing you’ll ever see. You’ll search the world for what you threw away, But boys like you always learn too late. You’ll only find the ones who mirror your ways— The lies, the cheating, the empty days. That’s your fate, that’s your karma, that’s the life you chose to lead— You’ll never find another me. --- This is Amy. I brought your things. I steadied you and gave you a home, and I knew the whole time you were a lie — I saw it, I felt it inside. You said you came for only me; I believed you. You gave someone up who loves you for the ones who just use you. You stole what I trusted you with and spent it on strangers, then thought you could come back like everything was alright. The damndest thing about all of this is I still love you — I want to believe in you — but now I know it’s not the things you said that were untrue, it’s you. Always you. I’m done. You lost me for good. Don’t call — I won’t answer. --- You used my keys like lies to open other doors, Gave my warmth to strangers while I kept the floors. You spent my trust on faces that don’t know my name, Left my love in the dust while you chased your shame. You took my home and treated it like a game, Gave what I gave away and never felt the blame. You thought you could come home and everything be fine— I saw the truth inside you long before the line. I gave you shelter, I gave you truth, I gave you everything I had, You turned my giving into something small and sad. You thought I’d beg. You thought I’d stay. You were wrong. I’m done. I’m gone. I’m walking free. You lost the best thing you’ll ever see. You’ll chase shadows of what I used to be, But you’ll never find another me. No, you’ll never find another me. One day you’ll wake with pockets full of borrowed lies, A hollow bed, a hollow life, and no one by your side. You’ll hear the echo of the woman who kept you whole, And realize the price you paid was more than you can hold. I’m not your lesson, I’m not your debt— I’m the love you lost and the life you’ll never get. You stole my shelter; you sold my trust. You’ll only get the ones who take and rust. Karma’s waiting at the door you left unlocked— You’ll never find another me. I’m done. I’m gone. I’m walking free. You lost the best thing you’ll ever see. You’ll search for warmth in faces that will never stay, You’ll only find reflections of the games you play. That’s your fate, that’s your karma, that’s the life you chose to lead— You’ll never find another me. I close the door, I lock the past, I walk into the light— You keep your stolen things; I keep my life.
