Verse 1

I saw you today, from across the street,

You were laughing at a joke I used to tell you when we’d meet at night.

And he held your hand, right where I always held mine,

You know, in that small space where mine fit perfect, I know how it felt.

There was nothing wrong, no scene, no dramatic flare,

Just a clear, painful insight, stripped of all poetry there.

You're happier now. And I swear, I don't mind it,

But I feel like the book you just closed up and put inside a box.

Pre-Chorus

I remember when you said you didn't believe in the future,

That you were too broken, maybe too early.

You said your heart had too many scars,

But now you smile at him, as if it was all just a flawless journey.

Chorus

And I wonder if I was just a break,

A final lesson before you found your place.

Was I just the practice round? Was I just what you needed,

To become who you are now, before your second chance?

Answer honestly, was I just a layover on the trip?

'Cause it hurts to see how easy it became, after me, after all this stress.

I was Chapter One, but you jumped straight to the ending,

And I never even found out what I did wrong.

Verse 2

I’ve deleted you from all of my playlists.

Thought it would help, but now the emptiness echoes in the hallways.

I know I was difficult, I know I had my flaws,

But I gave you everything, all those last lockboxes

Of my hope. You promised to stay and help build it up,

But you quickly ran when it started raining, and I had to stand here picking it up.

And I know I should stop dwelling, stop feeling upset,

But I can’t help thinking about what we could have been, if I had only been...

Pre-Chorus

I remember when you said you didn't believe in the future,

That you were too broken, maybe too early.

You said your heart had too many scars,

But now you smile at him, as if it was all just a flawless journey.

Chorus

And I wonder if I was just a break,

A final lesson before you found your place.

Was I just the practice round? Was I just what you needed,

To become who you are now, before your second chance?

Answer honestly, was I just a layover on the trip?

'Cause it hurts to see how easy it became, after me, after all this stress.

I was Chapter One, but you jumped straight to the ending,

And I never even found out what I did wrong.

Bridge

Maybe it was meant to be, that I should be the one who took the hit.

The one who had to teach you what you didn't want, between eleven and eleven o'clock.

And I hope he knows how lucky he is,

That he got you fully fixed, without all my trouble.

Outro

But it feels like I wasted all the years.

Before your second chance.

And that's the part that hurts the most.