[Verse 1] I kept a chair for every name Made room until the walls gave way I learned the shape of every hurt Then wore their weather like a shirt I answered calls beneath the rain Held every promise through the strain They took the warmth I couldn't spare And left me measuring empty chairs [Pre-Chorus] Now every hand that reaches out Feels like a debt I can't work out I call it kindness, call it proof Then wonder why I have no room [Chorus] I gave away my better parts To too many hands, too many hearts Now when you tell me I am loved I look for what you want from us I poured myself through every door Till I was less than I was before If love can leave a person bare Maybe I'm not worthy anywhere [Verse 2] I know their birthdays, know their scars Which late-night diner, which parked car I kept the details, kept the trust While mine grew thin and turned to dust A borrowed coat, a midnight ride A thousand ways I stepped aside They called me strong, I let it land Like strength was something I had planned [Pre-Chorus] Now kindness sounds like coming clean A room with nothing in between I can't tell giving from goodbye Or being needed from being mine [Chorus] I gave away my better parts To too many hands, too many hearts Now when you tell me I am loved I look for what you want from us I poured myself through every door Till I was less than I was before If love can leave a person bare Maybe I'm not worthy anywhere [Bridge] But you don't have to pay my past Or prove your staying will outlast The ones who took and disappeared The years I spent becoming useful here Leave one small light beside the sink Give me the time to stop and think If you can hold me without a claim I might relearn my own name [Breakdown] Not a vessel Not a remedy Not the hands that rescue everybody Not a vacancy Not a borrowed flame I am more than what I gave away [Final Chorus] I gave away my better parts To too many hands, too many hearts But you don't ask me to perform You meet me where the walls are torn I poured myself through every door Now I can choose what love is for The worth I thought I had to earn Was waiting underneath the burn [Outro] If I have less, let less be true A little left to give to you Not as a debt, not as a plea Just something living, left in me
