[VERSE 1] I don’t write you poems. I don’t bring you flowers. But I lock the doors, Count the hours. I check the lights. I check your breath. I keep my word, Even when there’s nothing left. [PRE-CHORUS] You want fireworks. I bring firewood. You want soft— I bring what stays for good. [CHORUS] I don’t say “I love you” much. I say it when I don’t give up. In every fight I didn’t leave— In every bruise you didn’t see. No spotlight. No parade. Just me— Every. Damn. Day. [VERSE 2] I hear your voice when it’s gone. I feel your pain like it’s mine to own. I fix the things you’ll never name. I carry weight without the fame. [PRE-CHORUS 2 – grit builds] I don’t flinch. I don’t fade. But gods— I feel you every way. [CHORUS – repeat with thicker backing guitar] I don’t say “I love you” much. I say it when I don’t give up. In every fight I didn’t leave— In every bruise you didn’t see. No spotlight. No parade. Just me— Every. Damn. Day. [BRIDGE – stripped back, raw] I’m not the kind to speak first. But I’m the kind that bleeds last. You don’t need to believe me. Just look at my past. [OUTRO – slow, heavy] This isn’t pretty. It’s not a play. It’s how I stay. Every. Damn. Day.
