LYRIC FOR SALE

By Kellie Larson

(Verse 1) Laying still... in this bed... shallow, short breaths while you’re creeping around. Just praying you’d think I’m asleep... not making a sound. I don’t want your stored-up guilt to start a fight, Or make my soul... another battleground. Okay, I am up... (I'm up)... and yes, I heard you. Please, just stop... (stop). Why so cruel? (Why... why?) Just leave my heart alone. What did I ever do... so bad to you?

(Verse 2) You accuse me of everything, you throw lies and you deflect. Blaming me for every damn thing, making up events... just for effect. Fighting with you is exhausting... you play those sick games. Pulling me into the fray, staying out all night, seeking comfort in other names. I used to cry those tears, but the river don't flow no more. (No more... no more...) 'Cause I’m not the girl you used to know... from before.

(Chorus) You won't break me down. You won't tear me up... never again. I’m finally done with your empty promises, and every way you pretend. (I’m done...) You’re not good for me—no—and the truth is plain to see. It’s time to move on... don't you stop, don't look back, just get gone. 'Cause I don’t want you... you're not welcome... anymore. While you’re doing nada, kicking rocks... I’m taking out the trash, busy changing the locks.

(Bridge) "Shhh"... don't you say a word. There’s nothing new to say. Nothing I haven't heard (uh huh)... so just get on your way. Go find... another place to stay. Yeah, I want less talk and more walk... baby, we are through. Your excuses hit a dead end at my door. (My door...) I’ve memorized every single word... of this old score. You ain't worth a lick... and I don’t need you anymore! (Just go!)

(Verse 3) Down the road, when the dust has settled... (settled)... don't bother hitting me up. That’ll be just another coffin nail. I don't want your apologies (no)... sorrys will fail (yes). Your excuses are stale. I’m done with the need... to believe. Now all I can feel is the will... to just up and leave. This ain't a game to me; this is my one life (I have one life). And I’m not gonna waste another minute... with a tyrant... being the good wife.

(Outro) Yeah, I’m moving on... (moving on)... yes. I’m done with you. (I’m done.) I’m gone. Don't you even try to hit me up... (nope). 'Cause if you do... you'll get what's up. Yeah, I’m moving on... Just get gone.