Two Betrayals

[ Lyrics ]

One lie, two knives, one fall.

Your voice in my head where her laugh used to be,
he’s calling me 'home' — but home don’t mean me.
She borrowed my cologne, said it hugged her right,
now it’s tangled in sheets I don’t wanna fight.
Remember our trips? The way we’d split fries?
Now I scroll through old pics with dead in my eyes.
She knew how I cry, he knew every scar —
now they’re sharing that too, like it’s nothing bizarre.

Did it start when I left for the shoot in July?
Or the dinner you missed? Or the night she came by?
Is the truth in the cracks, in the quiet and small?
One lie, two knives — and I took the fall.

Two betrayals, one heartbeat gone,
best friend and lover — I trusted them both.
One lie, two knives, one fall — I’m left with the call.
Two betrayals, one name that once fit,
now I whisper it softly like a curse and a gift.

Found her playlist — she saved all our songs,
he sings along now with his arms 'round her wrong.
Used to send me the memes at the top of his morn,
today he posted one — 'wish you were gone.'
I kept every text — now I can’t delete fast,
the inside jokes rot in my mental archive.
She said, 'You’re like a sister,' he said, 'You’re my soul' —
but a soul don’t fracture, and a sister don’t stole.

Did it burn slow? Was it over for weeks?
Did I smile through the smoke while you sealed the leaks?
Now the silence is loud, now the past feels so tall —
One lie, two knives… I took the fall.

Two betrayals, one heartbeat gone,
best friend and lover — I trusted them both.
One lie, two knives, one fall — I’m left with the call.
Two betrayals, one name that once fit,
now I whisper it softly like a curse and a gift.

I wrote you a letter — I won’t ever send.
Asks if it started when our love had no end,
or if the end came long before I could see —
if you were already gone when you said, 'Stay with me.'

Two betrayals, one heartbreak song,
best friend and lover — you both moved on.
One lie, two knives, one fall — but I’m still the name.
Two betrayals, one truth I now own:
I loved you both deeply — you weren’t my home.

One lie… two knives…