[Intro]
(Under breath, sharp and steady) I heard the latch. I saw the screen go dark. You can stop pretending you’re already gone. Keys in the bowl, your hoodie on the chair Half a takeout box gone cold in the air You said “later” like it meant “not me” Now the sink’s full of plates and a used-up tee I kept my mouth shut through the whole slow slide Kept making room while you took up more line But my hands don’t shake like they used to And I’m not standing still for this Tonight I’m done playing nice Done nodding like I don’t see the switch You keep reaching for the easy seat I’m done being the cushion in it Tonight I’m done playing nice I’m done softening every hit If you want the door, it’s open If you want a war, you’ll get it Same old faces at the back booth bar Loud mouths, bad drinks, trying to sound smart Your name comes up and the room goes thin Like everybody’s rehearsed where to begin I’ve seen the smirk, I’ve heard the pitch Every “trust me” came with a catch and a stitch Now my pulse is calm, my jaw unclenched And I can hear myself again Tonight I’m done playing nice Done nodding like I don’t see the switch You keep reaching for the easy seat I’m done being the cushion in it Tonight I’m done playing nice I’m done softening every hit If you want the door, it’s open If you want a war, you’ll get it I don’t need your version, your spin, your alibi I’m not the one you can keep on standby I’ve been the quiet part, the fallback plan The hand on the wheel while you lost your hands Now I’m clearing the table, taking my coat Leaving your half-truths on the floor by the stove Say what you want when I’m out of earshot I’m not staying here to be what you bought Tonight I’m done playing nice Done nodding like I don’t see the switch You keep reaching for the easy seat I’m done being the cushion in it Tonight I’m done playing nice I’m done softening every hit If you want the door, it’s open If you want a war, you’ll get it No more sweet talk No more “maybe” I’m done bending I’m done breaking
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[Интро] (Under breath, sharp and steady) I heard the latch. I saw the screen go dark. You can stop pretending you’re already gone. [Music] [Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music] [Куплет 1] Keys in the bowl, your hoodie on the chair Half a takeout box gone cold in the air You said “later” like it meant “not me” Now the sink’s full of plates and a used-up tee I kept my mouth shut through the whole slow slide Kept making room while you took up more line [Предприпев] But my hands don’t shake like they used to And I’m not standing still for this [Припев] Tonight I’m done playing nice Done nodding like I don’t see the switch You keep reaching for the easy seat I’m done being the cushion in it Tonight I’m done playing nice I’m done softening every hit If you want the door, it’s open If you want a war, you’ll get it [Куплет 2] Same old faces at the back booth bar Loud mouths, bad drinks, trying to sound smart Your name comes up and the room goes thin Like everybody’s rehearsed where to begin I’ve seen the smirk, I’ve heard the pitch Every “trust me” came with a catch and a stitch [Предприпев] Now my pulse is calm, my jaw unclenched And I can hear myself again [Припев] Tonight I’m done playing nice Done nodding like I don’t see the switch You keep reaching for the easy seat I’m done being the cushion in it Tonight I’m done playing nice I’m done softening every hit If you want the door, it’s open If you want a war, you’ll get it [Бридж] I don’t need your version, your spin, your alibi I’m not the one you can keep on standby I’ve been the quiet part, the fallback plan The hand on the wheel while you lost your hands Now I’m clearing the table, taking my coat Leaving your half-truths on the floor by the stove Say what you want when I’m out of earshot I’m not staying here to be what you bought [Music] [Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music] [Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music] [Припев] Tonight I’m done playing nice Done nodding like I don’t see the switch You keep reaching for the easy seat I’m done being the cushion in it Tonight I’m done playing nice I’m done softening every hit If you want the door, it’s open If you want a war, you’ll get it [Аутро] No more sweet talk No more “maybe” I’m done bending I’m done breaking
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