I need a good one, steady hands, good timing A hand I'm dealt like it's a housewarming

Pick a fight at twoam for sport Watch it burn, then blame the wind, of course

Third time, fourth new face, same script, swear this time Then I deadbolt it shut

I keep receipts for every wreck I cause File them under me again, what else

I'm not unlucky, I'm practiced I'm the storm that calls itself weather

I read the warning, label laughter

No one's coming down that road I cut the rope, I killed the phone

If you can't trust me, welcome to the club Can I trust me? Probably not

I'm done begging love to stay Done begging me to change today

This is the house that I made I'll live in it till the light breaks

Kite high for a minute, that's the trick String between my teeth, sky feels legit

Then gravity remembers my address Crash, sweep up, press repeat, confess

Vicious, vicious, round and round I teach the masterclass in my own takedown

Every sorry that I meant at the time Stacks up where nobody's got time

I don't want a rescue scene No night, no chorus, no clean

If peace is real, it's not for rent It's something I earn when this ends

No one's coming down that road I cut the rope, I killed the phone

If you can't trust me, welcome to the club Can I trust me? Honestly, no

One day the cycle quits for good I'll climb the last stairs, leave it all

Ice, dust, not tragic Just finally done

No applause, just quiet sun