Lyrics copyright 2026 Kati Weber. All rights reserved

Do you remember how you used to look at me?

Like everything was solid till it cracked quietly.

It was “forever,” and we meant it, no disguise, no show,

For us it was the whole world, nothing staged, just slow.

I loved you ’cause you felt real,

And trusting you was easy, our unspoken deal.

You could mess with someone’s head so clean, so fast,

And then the little comments came like they’d always last.

So casual. Pure venom. So precisely aimed,

Like smoke in your hoodie, it stays, it keeps its name.

I froze there in the hallway, couldn’t move or speak,

And you talked me down to nothing like I was “too weak.”

I swallowed it and smiled, said sorry, played my role,

And later I just asked myself: what did I trade myself for?

You dumped your blame on me for nothing, piece by piece,

Till I got it: I give in, just to keep the peace.

Just to keep us running, even when I’m running thin,

Just to make it “work” again, by losing, I let you win.

You cut me up with words like they don’t leave a bruise,

But they stick like cheap perfume, a ghost I can’t refuse.

I handed you my love like it was something safe to spend,

And watched you turn me into someone I don’t recognize in the end.

This house is way too big now, way too quiet to breathe,

No gentle words, just cold enough to make you want to leave.

Your silence in the room, my keys there in the bowl,

Everything still in its place, except the part that made me whole.

I wasted time on us, I can’t pretend it’s fine,

I gave away too much of me, too much was mine.

I see myself still trying, trying to put you at ease,

Bending till I broke for you, like that was what you’d need.

For what? A whole lifetime till the grave?

You only ever took from me till nothing could be saved.

You kept on taking, taking, calm and sure,

Till there was nothing left of me to carry anymore.

I didn’t only lose you, listen, that’s the worst part too:

I left myself behind somewhere inside your moods, inside your truth.

You cut me up with words like they don’t leave a bruise,

But they stick like cheap perfume, a ghost I can’t refuse.

I handed you my love like it was something safe to spend,

And watched you turn me into someone I don’t recognize in the end.

I’m not even mad at you.

I’m mad at the version of me that stayed.

The one who thought hope was a talent,

Not an excuse for a staged happy ending.

I told myself I’m hard to love,

’Cause you kept saying it like it’s fact.

And I swallowed it day after day

Till I believed it: I’m always the one who’s cracked.

Now I hear myself think “maybe” for a second, then it’s gone,

’Cause something in me finally screams:

No one gets to make me cry again. Not one.

You cut me up with words like they don’t leave a bruise,

But they stick like cheap perfume, a ghost I can’t refuse.

I handed you my love like it was something safe to spend,

And watched you turn me into someone I don’t recognize in the end.

Ohh…

Ohh…

Ohh…

No last call.

No questions.

Nothing left for me

to mention.

I’m leaving,

and this time I finally believe in me.