Lyric

We ended clean

That was the ugliest part

No raised voice in the kitchen

No hand against the heart

You took your coat

I let the air stay thin

Two careful people leaving

Like no one lost a thing

No witness

No fracture

No siren

No after

Just the door

Learning how

To close

Without a sound

Say it was peaceful

If that helps you sleep

Call it mature

Call it mercy

Call it two adults

Making nothing dramatic

But I know what quiet left me

No Scene, Just Damage

I wanted proof

A bruise the room could see

Some evidence that something

Had been taken out of me

But all I had

Was light across the floor

And a body that kept moving

Like it had survived before

This is how it happens

No villain, no crime

Just one person stops reaching

And the other calls it time

No blood on the carpet

No curse in the hall

Just a beautiful ending

That should have looked worse than it all

Keep the good story

Keep the clean goodbye

Keep your gentle version

Where nobody had to lie

Keep saying nothing shattered

Because nothing looked tragic

But absence has teeth too

No Scene, Just Damage

I hate the way we spared each other

From the truth that would have hurt

Now every unsaid sentence

Lives under my shirt

A fight might have been kinder

A door slammed into fact

But we gave the wound no shape

So it keeps coming back

There should have been thunder

There should have been proof

Some ugly little marker

That I was ruined by you

Instead I stayed graceful

And you stayed almost blameless

Now all I have is the aftermath

No Scene, Just Damage