X (ex)

(Intro) (A heavy, ticking clock sound that speeds up) (Distorted voice) Delete. Block. Repeat. (High-pitched vocal run: Yeah-eah-eah) (Verse 1) I saw you leaning by the velvet rope Still selling dreams and a little bit of hope But the script is old and the ink is dry I don’t even have to ask you why. You’re a ghost in a vintage leather jacket A lot of noise and a whole lot of racket You’re a "remember when" that I’m trying to forget The only high that I deeply regret. (Pre-Chorus) You’re calling me "babe," I’m calling you "gone" You’re staying the same, I’m moving along You’re a chapter closed, a bridge that I burned The most expensive lesson I ever learned. (Chorus) You’re just an X on the map where I buried the gold A story that’s already been told You’re the ex in the exit, the X in the box The one I’m leaving behind the locks. I don't see a "plus," I just see a "minus" I’m over the drama, I’m over your highness Yeah, you’re just an X. (Marks the spot, but I’m moving on, babe). (Verse 2) Checking my phone like you still have the right To a piece of my mind in the middle of the night But the signal’s dead and the tower is down There’s a brand new queen in this ghost of a town. You were a 10 till you opened your mouth Now the whole situation is headed down south You’re a typo I finally corrected A virus that I’ve successfully deflected. (Pre-Chorus) You’re calling me "babe," I’m calling you "gone" You’re staying the same, I’m moving along You’re a chapter closed, a bridge that I burned The most expensive lesson I ever learned. (Chorus) You’re just an X on the map where I buried the gold A story that’s already been told You’re the ex in the exit, the X in the box The one I’m leaving behind the locks. I don't see a "plus," I just see a "minus" I’m over the drama, I’m over your highness Yeah, you’re just an X. (Bridge) (Music cuts to a heavy, industrial drum beat) X out the memories. X out the "sorry." X out the night you ruined the party. I’m a multiplication, you’re just subtraction I’m the whole movie, you’re the distraction. (Whispered) Cross you out. Cross you out. (Screamed) GET OUT! (Guitar/Synth Solo - Chaotic and distorted, very rock-influenced) (Chorus) You’re just an X on the map where I buried the gold A story that’s already been told (So old!) You’re the ex in the exit, the X in the box The one I’m leaving behind the locks. I don't see a "plus," I just see a "minus" I’m over the drama, I’m over your highness Yeah, you’re just an X. (Outro) (Heavy bass thumps) Strike one, strike two, strike... X. You're a dead end. (Laughter) Next. (Final sharp synth stab)