Haunting Your Own Damn House

Verse 1
I don’t hold grudges; I just pack up and leave.
I don’t chase closure or beg you to believe.
I don’t rewind the stories that you twist from the truth
I don’t hold grudges—I just stop holding you.

Verse 2
I don’t match energy; I don’t rise to your mess.
I don’t mirror the moods that you call "progress."
I don’t dance in the chaos that you swear is so deep.
I don’t match energy—I step back and let you keep it.

Chorus
If I treat you like a ghost, congratulations—
You’re haunting your own damn house.
You keep calling into the rooms I left behind,
And you’re shocked there’s  no one there now.
If I treat you like a ghost, congratulations—
You’re haunting your own damn house.

Verse 3
I don’t stick around just to watch what you hide.
I won’t stay while you rewrite the truth from your lies
I won’t linger in silence that you pretend is new.
I don’t stick around—I just stop standing next to you.

Bridge
This is on you—every choice that you made.
This is on you—every game that you played.
It’s no mystery or puzzle left to undo.
The haunting, the silence, the echo is you.

Chorus
If I treat you like a ghost, congratulations—
You’re haunting your own damn house.
You keep calling into the rooms I left behind,
And you’re shocked there’s  no one there now.
If I treat you like a ghost, congratulations—
You’re haunting your own damn house. 

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