You say I used to be more Soft
Before our heat turned into frost
Before the games we played were lost
Well, you made the first shot across our bow
How many years should I go without
A man who lives up to his vows?
And I pick up the pieces while you fall apart
I mend the connections that you have scarred
It's living this life that has made me hard
But you still want Soft
And you can only see the world through your own eyes
Everything I say, you're sure I'm criticizing
Every missed connection a piece of us dies
Well if you want a rose without her thorns
Treat me like a place that you can turn
Careful of the bridges that you burn
And I pick up the pieces while you fall apart
I mend the connections that you have scarred
It's living this life that has made me hard
But you still want Soft
I can't protect myself from you
Then be the harbor you blow in
And all the ghosts around us now
They whisper tales of where we've been
Why can't we build each other up
Instead of tearing this thing down?
These patterns we just can't disrupt
Will leave me drowning in this doubt
You can't complain about your broken toy
Blame it for not sparking your joy
It won't perform and you're so annoyed
Well, it's an uphill battle helping you unlearn
Demanding respect that you didn't earn
I won't kiss it better, gotta let it burn
And I pick up the pieces while you fall apart
I try to feed the union that you have starved
It's living this life that has made me hard
But you still want Soft
It's not the thinness of my skin
That fuels the fight I have within
And all the invisible work that I've put in
And you need praise for just existing?