[Verse 1 – restrained, low, almost spoken, controlled hurt] None of my scars came from an enemy, No strangers with knives in the dark for me. They wore familiar smiles, said “trust me now,” Held my heart like glass, then forgot how. I gave my blood, I gave my breath, Gave every piece till there was nothing left. I fought for love like it was holy war, Didn’t know saints could hurt you more. [Pre-Chorus – slow build, tightening voice, quiet realization] I stayed too long, I bent too far, Called it love when it left me scarred. You called me strong so you didn’t have to be kind. [Chorus – full voice, emotional release, anger breaking through pain] It was friendly fire, point-blank pain, Every “I love you” burned like flame. I bled for people who watched me drown, Swore they’d catch me, let me hit the ground. I wasn’t asking for perfect or pure, Just love that didn’t leave me torn. Yeah, the deepest cuts weren’t made by hate— They were made by love that couldn’t stay gentle. [Verse 2 – steadier, colder tone, hurt turning into disappointment] I was the shelter, I was the glue, The one who stayed when everyone moved. I made excuses, I softened blows, Carried your sins like they were my own. You said I mattered, you said “forever,” But forever breaks under selfish pressure. Funny how “family,” “friends,” and “us” All disappear when things get rough. [Pre-Chorus – sharper phrasing, bitterness creeping in] I learned the truth too late, too slow, That loyalty isn’t something you owe. And love without care is just violence dressed up. [Chorus – louder than first, more bite, controlled rage] It was friendly fire, straight to the chest, Every promise failing the test. I bled for people who called me home, But left me crying there alone. I wasn’t asking for heaven or more, Just love that didn’t feel like war. Yeah, the deepest cuts weren’t made by hate— They were made by hands I thought were safe. [Bridge – raw, exposed, nearly breaking, truth-telling] I’m angry now, and I earned that right, I swallowed pain to keep the peace at night. I loved you louder than you loved me back, And I’m done pretending that’s strength, not lack. I won’t romanticize being destroyed, Or call it growth that you enjoyed. If loving me hurts you this way— Then don’t love me. Walk away. [Final Chorus – biggest moment, defiant, wounded but empowered] No more friendly fire, no more lies, No more bleeding just to survive. If you can’t hold me without the harm, You don’t get access to my heart. I loved with everything I had inside, And that won’t ever be my crime. But I swear from here on out— If love comes close, it better come gentle Or not at all. [Outro – soft, stripped back, exhausted clarity] None of my scars came from an enemy… But I won’t let the next one come from someone who says they love me.

Friendly Fire