Empty Skyline — The Lies I Let Live

I let you write my name.
I let you write my name.
You learned the words that made me stay,
Then moved the truth a little each day.
I made excuses you never asked for,
Kept finding reasons to unlock the door.
You left me holding both sides of the blame,
While every argument ended the same.
I caught a patience, I caught a try to trust,
Until your version was all I was.
Every warning had a name; I heard it once,
Then buried it again.
I knew the cost, I knew the price,
Still I let you rewrite my mind.
I watched you turn it all around, I heard the truth,
I drowned it out.
I held the door, I let you in,
And gave you room to do it again.
Now every word comes back to me: the things I knew,
The things I leave.
I saw the end before it came,
And still I let you write my name.
I let you write my name.
I let you write my name.
You made a weapon of what I shared,
Then asked me why I was so hard to reach.
You changed the facts until they fit,
And made me question what I witnessed.
I learned to measure every reply, to keep the peace,
To keep you satisfied.
The truth was there in everything you do; I just kept changing what it meant to me.
Every warning had a name; I heard it once,
Then buried it again.
I knew the cost, I knew the price,
Still I let you rewrite my mind.
I watched you turn it all around, I heard the truth,
I drowned it out.
I held the door, I let you in,
And gave you room to do it again.
Now every word comes back to me: the things I knew,
The things I leave.
I saw the end before it came, still I let you write my name.
I let you write my name.
I let you write my name.
I let you write my name.
Now every room, a calm, recalls the part I played,
The times I knew, the times I looked away.
I can't undo the years I spent defending what I knew was bent,
And what cuts deeper than your final line.
It's how I helped you make it sound right.
I watched you turn it all around, I heard the truth,
I drowned it out.
I held the door, I let you in,
And gave you room to do it again.
Now every word comes back to me: the things I knew,
The things I leave.
I saw the end before it came, still I let you write my name.
I let you write my name.
I let you write my name.
I knew the truth.
I let you stay.