Time Doesn't Erase Intent

Time Doesn't Erase Intent

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Verse 1 I let the walls come down brick by brick, Hands still shaking from the last time you slipped. The universe whispered, “Baby, pay attention,” But I called it fear, called it my imagination. You said you changed, said you learned your lesson, Said I was your future, not just a second guessin’. I saw the red flags dressed up in blue, But hope can make a lie look like the truth. Pre-Chorus I was just starting to breathe again, Letting you under my skin again. But karma don’t sleep, she just waits her turn, And tonight I watched the whole sky burn. Chorus The universe don’t stutter, it speaks in signs, Pulls back curtains, every single time. You say, “That’s old, that’s in the past,” But secrets like that were built to last. Time don’t erase intent, It just reveals what you really meant. And if you won’t stand up and own it, The stars will make sure I’m shown it. Verse 2 Another late night, another “it’s nothing,” Another girl who “don’t mean something.” But I’ve seen this movie, I know the scene, You gaslight soft, keep your hands clean. You swear it’s dust from a different year, Say I’m crazy for standing here. But the truth don’t age like wine in a glass, It rots in the dark till it finally cracks. Pre-Chorus I was just starting to believe your touch, Thinking maybe I judged too much. But lightning strikes where it struck before, And I won’t ignore it anymore. Chorus The universe don’t stutter, it speaks in signs, Pulls back curtains, every single time. You say, “That’s old, that’s in the past,” But broken promises echo fast. Time don’t erase intent, It just uncovers the pattern you meant. And if you won’t stand up and own it, The stars will make sure I’m shown it. Bridge Accountability ain’t a ghost, You just hide from it the most. You call it history, call it done, But betrayal don’t expire, it runs. You think distance makes it clean, Like yesterday ain’t what it seemed. But the universe keeps receipts, And it always circles back to me. Breakdown I’m done translating your twisted truth, Done being detective and judge and proof. If growth was real, you’d say “I lied.” Not “That was then, let it die.” Final Chorus The universe don’t stutter, it speaks in signs, And I’m finally reading between the lines. You say, “That’s old, that’s in the past,” But respect ain’t something you outlast. Time don’t erase intent, It just confirms what the pattern meant. So keep your excuses, your half defense— I’m choosing peace over your pretense. Outro The first time hurt, I called it fate. The second time? That’s my wake. The universe showed me what you are— And I’m done mistaking lies for stars.