I Came in Swinging

Verse 1 I walked in with thunder underneath my skin, Already scared before the room let me in. Every question felt like hands on a bruise, Every kind voice sounded like bad news. I read the air like I’m trying to survive, Looking for danger in everybody’s eyes. You reached for me, but I saw a fight, So I burned the bridge in the middle of the night. Pre-Chorus And I know hurt people can still hurt back, I know fear can paint the whole world black. I was bleeding loud, but that don’t make it right, I’m sorry for the fire I threw that night. Verse 2 Bad reviews from a heart full of shattered glass, Words I can’t unsay, stones I can’t take back. I wanted you to see me, not judge where I stood, But I didn’t stop to ask if your intentions were good. Personal questions in a room I didn’t know, Made all my warning bells scream, “Girl, go.” So I ran my mouth like a loaded gun, And blamed you for battles you never begun. Pre-Chorus I’m not here to hide behind what I’ve been through, Pain explains the storm, but it don’t excuse. I’m learning how to pause before I strike, Learning not all hands are knives. Chorus I came in swinging when you came with your hands out, I made you the enemy when I was breaking down. I spoke from the wound, let my anger run wild, Like a scared little girl in a grown woman’s smile. I’m sorry to the ones who meant well, Sorry for the names I dragged through hell. You tried to help me, I couldn’t let it in, I came in swinging when I needed a friend. Bridge I don’t know how to trust a room yet, Don’t know how to breathe when I feel pressed. But I’m trying to learn the difference now Between a threat and someone reaching out. So to the strangers I turned into ghosts, The ones I blamed when I needed hope, I hope this finds the part I bruised, I’m sorry my pain spilled onto you. Final Chorus I came in swinging when you came with your hands out, I was drowning so hard I pulled kindness down. I spoke from the wound, let my anger run wild, But I’m facing the mirror, not running this time. I’m sorry to the ones who meant well, Sorry for the hurt I gave while I fell. You tried to help me, I couldn’t let it in, I came in swinging… But I’m learning how to begin again. Outro No, I’m not proud of the damage I made, But I’m brave enough now to say your names. Not as enemies. Not as shame. Just people who tried while I was still in flames.