[Intro — close, almost spoken] I was never afraid of dying. I think I was afraid of surviving. [Verse 1] I stopped counting the years when the names became too heavy. Every face I loved became another ghost. So I buried them. One by one. And called it mercy. Then you looked at me like I was still worth saving. You shouldn't have done that. [Pre-Chorus] I built these walls with everything I lost. Now you're standing there asking me to open the door. [Chorus] I was never afraid of dying. I was afraid you'd make me live. I spent a lifetime becoming nothing just to find something left to give. Now every breath feels like a promise. Every heartbeat feels like a sin. I was never afraid of dying. I was afraid you'd make me live. [Verse 2] They call me queen. They don't know the weight of it. A crown doesn't make you stronger. It just gives the loneliness a name. I've given mercy. I've given death. I've done things I will never confess. And somehow your forgiveness hurts more than their hatred. [Pre-Chorus] Don't look at me like that. You don't know what I've become. You don't know what I've done to stay alive. [Chorus] I was never afraid of dying. I was afraid you'd make me live. I spent eternity becoming empty now you're giving me something to lose. You tore the darkness out of me and left the wound open. I was never afraid of dying. I was afraid you'd make me— [Stop] LIVE. [Rhythmic / half-spoken — building anger] You want the truth? Fine. I remember everything. Every face. Every name. Every fucking goodbye. I remember the ones I couldn't save. I remember the ones I killed. I remember every promise I made to myself that I would never feel again. And then you came along. And ruined it. [Break — almost whispered] I hate you for that. ... God, I hate you. [Final Chorus — full intensity] I was never afraid of dying. I was afraid you'd make me live. After all these years of running, you're the one thing I can't leave. If there is still a heart beneath this skin, let it hurt. Let it bleed. Let it live. I was never afraid of dying. I was afraid you'd make me— LIVE. [Outro — quiet] Don't make me bury this one too.
