Storms In November

Yeah, some storms don't let light

Storms at first

You wore my hoodie in the

kitchen, bare feet on the tile

Said the winter didn’t scare you

if I stayed a little while

I said "forever" like a promise,

you believed me like a fool

I was already halfway leaving,

acting warm and playing cool There

were cracks beneath the laughter,

there was ice behind your eyes

You could always tell I’m lying—I

just changed the alibis Every kiss

became a question; I was scared

to answer straight So I held

you like I meant it while

I planned another escape You kept

flowers by the window,

I kept bottles by the bed

You were talking 'bout our future,

I was fighting with my head

You said “don’t go missing when

the leaves begin to fall” I

kissed your forehead,

grabbed my jacket,

never heard the warning call By

October, you went quiet.

By November,

I went numb We were standing

in the doorway seeing what we

had become You said: love me

like you mean it.

I said: I don’t know me

either Then the first cold rain

came down and turned the silence

into winter Love ain’t supposed to

feel like surviving But every time

you left,

I swore I was dying I

kept calling it fate while I

watched us surrender Now every goodbye

sounds like storms in November We

were storms in November,

too fucked up to last You

kept begging for tomorrow,

I kept sleeping with the past

Said I loved you like forever,

then I treated you like weather

Now your name hits like thunder

every cold night I remember You

loved me at my worst,

I made you prove it every

time

I was too high to hold

you, too damn proud to say

goodbye Now I’m screaming at the

sky, come and finish what she

left I survived the rain but

losing you still feels like death

I came home at six that

morning with the stage smoke on

my clothes You were sitting in

the darkness like the only one

who knows I had lipstick on

my collar,

I had blood under my nose

You asked me where the hell

I been,

I said somewhere you won’t go

I made poison look romantic,

made the chaos look like art

Every afterparty ended with me tearing

us apart Then I crawl into

your bed and call the wreckage

a fresh start Say “I swear

this time is different,” with no

difference in my heart You kept

saying I was worth it,

I kept testing if you lied

Made you watch me chase the

edge just to prove you’d stay

beside I was jealous of your

healing, I was married to the

high You were learning how to

leave me,

I was learning how to lie

When you packed the final suitcase,

I laughed like I didn’t care

Said “you’ll miss me when I’m

famous” while I died right on

the stairs Then the door shut

like a gunshot,

every room forgot your name I

had thousands singing with me,

but the silence stayed the same

You weren’t hard to love —

I was hard to survive You

kept asking for my heart,

I kept handing you a lie

Now the room is getting colder

and the truth is getting louder

I don’t miss who we were…

I miss who I was around

you

We were storms in November,

too fucked up to last You

kept begging for tomorrow,

I kept sleeping with the past

Said I loved you like forever,

then I treated you like weather

Now your name hits like thunder

every cold night I remember You

loved me at my worst,

I made you prove it every

time

I was too high to hold

you, too damn proud to say

goodbye Now I’m screaming at the

sky, come and finish what she

left I survived the rain but

losing you still feels like death

I don’t blame you for leaving—I

made leaving feel like freedom You

didn’t fail to save me—I kept

choosing the version of me that

needed saving Sometimes you lose the

love of your life because you

loved your damage more

I gave my heart to the

high, let the silence carry the

blame You were screaming through the

static, I was smiling while the

whole room caved Every promise washed

away, every memory wore your face

I kept running from the wreckage

now the wreckage wears my name

I survived my November rains,

I learned to weather the pain

But I was drowning in the

downpour before I knew the storm

had a name I tell the

whole world I’m fine,

but your ghost knows where I

bruise So let the sixth string

scream the truth: I lost the

best part of me in you