[Verse 1]
The things men don’t say are the things that kill us
Like “I’m not okay” or “I don’t feel enough”
So we bottle it deep, wear jokes like armor
Shake hands while the pressure grows harder
And I know how to laugh in a room full of friends
Then drive home wondering where I end
Wondering if anybody would notice at all
If one day I just stopped returning their calls
I’ve been needed so long I forgot who I am
Outside of provider, protector, husband, dad
And I love them to death, that’s the painful part
‘Cause depression can exist beside a faithful heart
[Chorus]
These are the things men don’t say
How close we come to breaking
How loud the silence gets
When everybody thinks we’re okay
These are the tears men don’t show
The weight beneath composure
The fear that if we fall apart
Nobody’s coming closer
[Verse 2]
I’ve sat in parked cars fighting tears in the dark
Holding conversations with God and my scars
Trying to explain why surviving feels tiring
Why being alive and feeling alive aren’t the same thing
I don’t need pity
Don’t need applause
Just tired of carrying pain without pause
Tired of pretending strength means numb
Tired of surviving instead of becoming
And maybe that’s why music feels holy to me
It says the things people don’t usually speak
Turns invisible wounds into something real
Makes broken men finally feel revealed
[Bridge]
So if you hear this
And you’re barely hanging on
Please understand
You are not the only one
[Final Chorus]
These are the things men don’t say
The battles underneath us
The nights we lose ourselves
Still wake up trying to lead us
These are the truths we hide away
Behind every smile we fake
Strong men break in silence too
That’s the truth nobody says