Lyrics
[Intro] I'm leaving before you destroy me... I'm being the man that I can... [VERSE 1] Six weeks, and all my evenings were at yours. The mail piled up behind my own front door. You took my car and promised you'd be quick. I missed my shift; you said I made you sick. You came back laughing, parked across the street. The gas money was gone; I couldn't eat. You kissed my face and told me we'd be fine. I said, "Of course," though nothing felt like mine. At home, a letter waited on the floor. An overdue reminder I'd ignored. I caught my face reflected in the glass, And saw the hollow look I thought had passed. [CHORUS] You broke me twice, there won't be number three. I know the way back out; I kept the key. I owe myself the life I put on hold. I'll take the quiet, even when it's cold. I'm not the man I need to be just yet, But I'm the one who gets to choose what's next. You broke me twice, there won't be number three. I wanna see what I can make of me. [VERSE 2] I went to yours and rang the bell at eight. You opened up and asked me why so late. I said, "I'm done. I need my keys tonight." You said, "You'll crawl back here before first light." You smiled and said, "You'll never follow through." I took my keys and said, "I'm leaving you." I booked another meeting for next week, And let my voice shake when I had to speak. I left my keys beside the kitchen sink. For once, no one was asking me for things. I took my guitar down from off the shelf, And played a song that sounded like myself. [FINAL CHORUS - FULL VOICE] You broke me twice, there won't be number three. I know the way back out; I kept the key. I owe myself the life I put on hold. I'll take the quiet, even when it's cold. I'm not the man I need to be just yet, But I'm the one who gets to choose what's next. You broke me twice, there won't be number three. I wanna see what I can make of me. [OUTRO - QUIET VOCALS] At three, you called. I let the whole thing ring. And went right back to working on the strings.