Broken Bars

Yo... sometimes you just gotta let the tape roll.

No hooks on this one.

Just real talk.

I saw the pictures on your timeline,

you look different now Like you forgot the days we lived inside

a cloud Of promises we made but never got to keep Now

I'm just staring at the ceiling,

I can't sleep

Remember when we used to drive until the gas ran dry?

No destination, just the canvas of an open sky Now you're a

stranger with a key to my apartment door And I'm just pacing

on this empty hardwood floor

You left a note on the table,

it was written in blue A single sentence saying you had found

somebody new And all the colors in the room just faded into

grey I didn't even have the words to ask for you to

stay (damn) We built a kingdom on a foundation of sand Now

I'm just holding onto ashes in my open hand Every memory is

heavy like a ton of lead Replaying everything you ever,

ever said

(yeah) It's crazy how a couple months can change a whole life

From planning futures to just cutting with a butter knife No clean

breaks, just a jagged little tear

I smell your perfume but there's no one standing there

Just a ghost in the hallway of what we used to be

I hope you're happy,

even if it's not with me

Now I'm in the studio turning my pain into a weapon Every

single track I write is like a lessons-learned confession You wanted comfort

but you couldn't stand the pressure cooker Now you're looking back but

I am never looking,

never looker I put the pedal to the floor and let the

engine roar I don't even know what we were fighting for (no

more!) You wanted glamour,

wanted things I couldn't buy yet Now I'm flying solo on a

different kind of high jet No room for baggage when you're climbing

up the altitude I traded sadness for a hardened state of attitude

(yeah!) They say that time heals wounds but it just leaves a

scar I see your shadow every time I'm staring at the stars

But I won't call you,

I won't write another broken verse I let the beat run out

and put this feeling in a hearse

Yeah... no hooks needed for this.

Just the truth.

It's over now.