blurred

I blurred the line between love and escape

You held my head when my world lost shape

I was chasing ghosts in chemical clouds

You were just tryna pull me down

You said "baby, you're killing the best parts of you,"

I laughed, poured another, said "that's what I do."

Now the silence hits harder than the high ever did

You learned to breathe, I learned to quit

Every pill was a postcard I never sent

Every night was a hole where the meaning went

You moved on like sunrise through my blinds

I'm still awake at 4 a.m., rewinding lines

She's better off — clean skin, clear eyes

While I'm still tracing heaven through low-rise highs

I built my peace in a pharmacy aisle

And watched her learn to smile

Yeah, she's better off

And I'm just the echo that the smoke forgot

Now every song sounds like something we said

I skip the love parts and hum the dread

I see her name in constellations of ash

I light them up just to watch them crash

I turned my guilt into fashion — overdose chic

Talk therapy and half a week

She's posting sunsets, I'm posting quotes

Still drowning slow between the notes

She found quiet — I found the loop

I'm the lie in the living proof

If I ever get clean, I'll write her name

But for now, I'm half a man, half a flame

She's better off — no static, no pain

I'm the weather she escaped in the rain

If peace is a crime, then I confess

I traded love for the loneliness

Yeah, she's better off

And that's the only thing I ever got right