Verse 1 I’ve been walking careful, keeping all my edges tucked away. Love’s a fragile weapon, I’ve been scared to let it ricochet. But you move like quiet thunder, soft enough to make me stay. So I’ll open up a window, just a crack to let you in today. Pre‑Chorus 1 I’m not ready for forever, but I’m tired of being cold. If you promise you’ll be gentle, I can loosen up my hold. Chorus You can’t have my heart, but you may borrow it. Just don’t tear it apart, it’s got a history of sorrow in it. If you carry it slow, I might follow it. You can’t have my heart, but you may borrow it. Verse 2 I’ve been stitched together, from the places where I broke before. Every scar’s a lesson, every lesson built a guarded door. But you speak in quiet colors, painting trust I can’t ignore. So I’ll hand you something fragile, and we’ll see what lies in store. Pre‑Chorus 2 I’m not ready for surrender, but I’m learning how to try. If you hold it like a secret, I won't run away and hide. Chorus You can’t have my heart, but you may borrow it. Just don’t tear it apart, it’s got a history of sorrow in it. If you carry it slow, I might follow it. You can’t have my heart, but you may borrow it. Bridge Maybe someday I’ll trust the fall, maybe someday I’ll give it all. But tonight I’m only strong enough to hand you what is breakable. Treat it like a secret, let the edges soften— maybe borrowed turns to given... but not often. Final Chorus You can’t have my heart, but you may borrow it. Just don’t tear it apart, it’s got a history of sorrow in it. If you carry it slow, I might follow it. You can’t have my heart, but you may borrow it. But you may borrow it.
