The pay

There are times when life throws you into pure chaos, but when it threw you in my path I swear I felt myself falling apart. And now I keep wondering what the hell I was paying for, ’cause meeting you was fate’s punishment and now that same fate is knocking on my door. I already paid my debt to life with you, whatever I did, well… here we are. Now it’s your turn to pay for what you did, one by one, the things we let fall apart. But I’m not the one who’s coming to collect… that tab’s got someone else’s name on it. Now that I don’t know about you anymore, I finally learned what peace feels like. Feels good to do whatever I want now— no one left around to judge my life. If you only knew how beautiful it feels to finally rest, no more excuses for your treatment or your need to twist things to your best. I already paid my debt to life with you, whatever I did, well… here we are. Now it’s your turn to pay for what you did, one by one, the things we let fall apart. But I’m not the one who’s coming to collect… that tab’s got someone else’s name on it. So we never cross paths again, let’s leave all accounts settled clean. I owe you nothing anymore— but you still carry nights you can’t redeem. I already paid my debt to life with you, whatever I did, well… here we are. Now it’s your turn to pay for what you did, one by one, the things we let fall apart. But I’m not the one who’s coming to collect… that tab’s got someone else’s name on it.