[Verse 1]
Key on the table
Door standing open
His voice still echoes
But it’s losing focus
One suitcase breathing
On the passenger seat
Her hands still shaking
But they’re finally free
[Chorus]
I got soft hands
Strong heart
I mend my scars like art
I’m the one I’ve been waiting for
In the quiet
I roar (oh)
I won’t beg to be believed
Every bruise taught me to leave
I am more than what you tore apart
Soft hands
Strong heart
[Verse 2]
She buys fresh flowers
Puts them by her bed
Talks to her shadow
Like an old friend instead
Learns how her laughter
Sounds in her own space
Paint on her fingers
Sun on her face
[Chorus]
I got soft hands
Strong heart
I mend my scars like art
I’m the one I’ve been waiting for
In the quiet
I roar (yeah)
I won’t beg to be believed
Every bruise taught me to leave
I am more than what you tore apart
Soft hands
Strong heart
[Bridge]
I used to shrink when someone shouted
Used to doubt every truth I found
Now when the mirror starts to question
I speak my name out loud
[Chorus]
I got soft hands
Strong heart
I mend my scars like art
I’m the one I’ve been waiting for
In the quiet
I roar (I roar)
I won’t beg to be believed
Every bruise taught me to leave
I am more than what you tore apart
Soft hands
Strong heart
Soft hands
Strong heart