[Intro] Pawnshop glass throwing blue across the sidewalk. Your name still saved under a number I should block. We both got fingerprints all over the crime. Still standing outside like the verdict might change. [Verse 1] I was fresh out the overtime, pockets smelling like metal. You were posted by the buzzer with a stare like a medal. I said I'd never fold; folded before the week ended. Put a stranger in my bed, then came home pretending. No excuse in my mouth, just a pocket full of panic. I made betrayal look casual; that shit was satanic. You saw the texts, saw the lies, saw the coward in the screen. I watched your whole face turn from warm to gasoline. You cussed me through the hallway, neighbors caught every sentence. I stood there with my chin down, too broke for repentance. Tried to blame my empty nights, tried to blame being stressed. Truth was I wanted a thrill and still expected your best. You called me every name that my conscience already knew. I said, "I'm still your man," like that made it less true. Now the apartment buzzer sound like a judge when it ring. I put a hole in our future for a temporary thing. [Chorus] I cheated first, then you gave me the same wound. Now we trade alibis in a one-bedroom courtroom. No love in the walls, but I still hear your steps. I know you ain't mine, but I ain't left yet. Counterfeit kisses, counterfeit vows. We keep buying back a house that's condemned right now. Tell me, who the fuck do I blame for the truth? I broke it, you broke it, I still want you. [Verse 2] Your revenge wore perfume and a late-night outfit. You came back smelling like somebody else's bullshit. I asked where you'd been; you said, "Don't start with that." Like a thief getting mad that I noticed the bag. We were foul in the hallway, dirty in the kitchen. Every kiss had a motive, every touch had conditions. You said, "I did it 'cause you did it," and I couldn't debate it. That's the ugliest mirror; you can't fight what you created. I wanted to crash out, put my fist through the monitor. Then I saw my own lies staring back as the prosecutor. So I swallowed the rage with a mouth full of pride. That shit tasted like rust and it stayed on my side. We were both low-down saints with a halo on layaway. Praying for a clean start while we dirtied every day. I fucked you through the anger, then hated the morning. Bodies can fake forgiveness while the spirit stays warning. [Chorus] I cheated first, then you gave me the same wound. Now we trade alibis in a one-bedroom courtroom. No love in the walls, but I still hear your steps. I know you ain't mine, but I ain't left yet. Counterfeit kisses, counterfeit vows. We keep buying back a house that's condemned right now. Tell me, who the fuck do I blame for the truth? I broke it, you broke it, I still want you. [Bridge] Turn the vocal down; let the dead air testify. We both know the sentence every time we say goodbye. Ain't no hero in this story, ain't no clean excuse. Just two hard heads still addicted to the proof. [Verse 3] Now I'm under corner-market neon, counting what I owe. Not dollars—every piece of me I gave away for show. Your photo in my wallet like a warrant for my weakness. I keep reaching for the evidence, knowing what the scene is. I could leave tonight, catch a late bus out the district. But I still know your door code; that's the sickest shit. I want peace in the daytime, want your body after dark. Want the answer and the question, want the wound without the scar. That's not love talking; that's the addict in my chest. Trying to make a home inside a place that failed inspection. I know you'll hurt me again; you know I'll do it too. Still, when the room get quiet, I reach for you. Maybe we ain't meant to heal; maybe we just meant to learn. Maybe some bridges stay standing only after they burn. I ain't proud of what I did, but I won't fake being through. No love in the evidence—but I still want you. [Chorus] I cheated first, then you gave me the same wound. Now we trade alibis in a one-bedroom courtroom. No love in the walls, but I still hear your steps. I know you ain't mine, but I ain't left yet. Counterfeit kisses, counterfeit vows. We keep buying back a house that's condemned right now. Tell me, who the fuck do I blame for the truth? I broke it, you broke it, I still want you. [Outro] The buzzer keeps ringing; I know who it is. I know this shit is poison—and I still let it in.