[Verse 1]
I was counting out exits
In a bathroom stall at dawn
Every plan felt perfect
Till I pictured you alone
Mama texting, I left her on read
Group chat lit, I ghosted again
Little screen said “are you okay?”
I turned the brightness down instead
Bed like a grave I made
Sheets smell like stale mistakes
Looked in the mirror like
“Who you tryna save?”
Heart on silent
Mind on sirens
Thought about the rope
Then I thought about you crying (yeah)
[Chorus]
[Female Hook]
I was one step from the edge
Both feet off the floor
Thought the dark was a friend
It just kept wanting more
Crawling back from black
Bloody nails on the glass
Didn’t come this far just to fade like that
So I breathe, I break, I crack
But I’m still
Crawling back from black (oh)
Crawling back from black
[Verse 2]
I been flirting with the ending
Leaving notes I never send
Pouring out these poison thoughts
Then sipping them again
Told my boys “I’m straight”
They don’t see the shakes
Snap a pic with a fake-ass grin
New fit, same weight
I was staring at the ceiling fan
Thinking ’bout a final plan
Then your name lit up my hands
“Yo, you good?” you hit again
Didn’t type much, just
“Idk, I’m tired”
But that tiny-ass text
Pulled me back from the fire (yeah)
[Chorus]
[Female Hook]
I was one step from the edge
Both feet off the floor
Thought the dark was a friend
It just kept wanting more
Crawling back from black
Bloody nails on the glass
Didn’t come this far just to fade like that
So I breathe, I break, I crack
But I’m still
Crawling back from black
Crawling back from black
[Bridge]
[Male + Female]
If you’re lying on the bathroom tile
Counting scars like lost time
If you’re scrolling through goodbyes
Late night, fake-smile online
Keep your phone in your hand
Let it ring, let it buzz
If you think no one would miss you
I promise somebody does (yeah)
[Chorus]
[Female Hook + Male Ad-libs]
You’re one step from the edge
Both feet off the floor
But your heart’s still a drum
It’s still begging for more (more)
Crawling back from black (back)
Bloody nails on the glass (on the glass)
Didn’t come this far just to fade like that (fade like that)
So we breathe, we break, we crack
But we’re still
Crawling back from black
(Still here, still here)
Crawling back from black
[Outro]
[Female, soft]
If you feel like you’re alone
Play this when it all goes bad
Let my voice be a hand on your back
’Til you’re crawling back from black