Suno 2026-04

He told me everything beneath the kitchen light The year his father died, the quiet nights I knew the shape of every room inside his house I knew her laugh before I knew her name There's a coat across a chair that isn't mine There's a field we used to drive to, past the line I take the long road now, I take the long way home I don't know who I am on that old road And there's a car in the drive he knew too well Somebody visiting, somebody lied I can't tell anymore which one is true I can't tell anymore which one is true I got good at it. That's the part I can't forgive. I got good at the phone calls, good at the face. I knew the questions he would ask on poker nights And I had the answers ready just in case And there's a car in the drive he knew too well Somebody visiting, somebody knew I can't tell anymore which one is true I can't tell anyone they won't approve. Judas at the long table Breaking bread like he still belonged And the friend who loved him And the friend who loved him And the rope in the field outside of town I watch my hands now like they should be someone else's But they're not. They're mine. That's the worst of it. I rehearse a sentence I will never say To a man who has already looked away And there's a car in the drive he knew too well Somebody visiting. Somebody lied. I can't tell anymore which one is true I can't say how my self loathing grew