Verse 1
Good men die in silence, buried underneath the weight,
Holding broken homes together while they’re cracking from the strain.
Telling themselves it’s for the kids, one more fight, one more year,
While swallowing every word and choking back another tear.
She says she needs to find herself, says she don’t know who she is,
Like I didn’t lose myself somewhere trying to raise these kids.
Like I wasn’t working overtime, carrying us on my back,
Now I’m the villain in the story while she’s packing up her bags.
Every conversation’s loaded, every sentence is a trap,
One wrong word and suddenly I’m dodging another attack.
So I learned to keep it moving, keep my head down, take the blame,
Funny how the guilty verdict always comes before my name.
They don’t see the sleepless nights, the panic hiding in my chest,
The way I stare into the dark wondering why I ain’t enough yet.
They only see the ending, never all the hell it took,
Never read the torn-out pages, only judge the final book.
Chorus
Tell me who’s gonna save the man that’s saving everyone?
Who’s gonna hear him breaking when his voice finally comes undone?
He gave his blood, he gave his soul, he gave all he had to give,
Now they’re asking why he’s tired when he forgot how to live.
Tell me who’s gonna save the man that’s saving everyone?
Who’s gonna pull him from the fire when the damage has been done?
He carried everybody’s burden till it shattered who he’s been,
Then they point at all the pieces and say the problem’s him.
Verse 2
You tell me to communicate, but only when it’s safe for you,
Only when the truth ain’t shining an uncomfortable view.
The second that I speak my mind, suddenly I’m out of line,
The second that I need a voice, somehow it ain’t the time.
You want honesty and trust until the mirror hits your face,
Then every issue gets deflected, every fault gets rearranged.
I spent years walking on eggshells trying not to start a fight,
While you were throwing gasoline and telling me to be the light.
I ain’t saying I’m an angel, I’ve got blood upon my hands,
I’ve said things I can’t take back and failed more times than I can count.
But I owned the things I broke, stood there and took the hit,
While you rewrote every chapter just to make me wear your guilt.
So tell me why I’m carrying a cross we built together?
Why I’m fighting for a future while you’re chasing better weather?
Why the man who stayed and suffered gets treated like the fool,
While the one who walked away gets sympathy and room?
Chorus
Tell me who’s gonna save the man that’s saving everyone?
Who’s gonna hear him breaking when his voice finally comes undone?
He gave his blood, he gave his soul, he gave all he had to give,
Now they’re asking why he’s tired when he forgot how to live.
Tell me who’s gonna save the man that’s saving everyone?
Who’s gonna pull him from the fire when the damage has been done?
He carried everybody’s burden till it shattered who he’s been,
Then they point at all the pieces and say the problem’s him.
