[Verse 1] I cleared every hurdle they placed in the lane Put my name on the wall, took the heat and the blame I brought home the proof in a box tied with red Still they study my hands like the work isn't said I learned every rule, then I bent every frame Turned a closed little room into something with flame When I step through the door, I can feel what they need One more mountain, one more wound, one more deed [Pre-Chorus] I hear it in the pause when the room goes still In the careful little smile that asks for more still How many times must I rise from the floor Before my yes becomes more than a score? [Chorus] I have done enough, let the record stand I have built these bridges with my own two hands If you need one more reason, take this heart and see I am not a question waiting for your belief I have done enough, I am here, I remain Not a trial to endure, not a debt to explain Let the old doubt gather where the old doubts belong I was proving my life; now I’m proving them wrong [Verse 2] There are medals in drawers and receipts in a frame A calendar crowded with proof of the strain Every promise I kept left a mark in the grain Yet the room looks past me for a newer campaign I wore out my voice making silence behave Put a light in the dark, put a tool in the grave They can measure the miles, they can count what I’ve made But they cannot decide what my name is worth paid [Pre-Chorus] I hear it in the breath before they say my name Like the next locked door will make the last one plain How many times must I open the gate Before they stop calling arrival a wait? [Chorus] I have done enough, let the record stand I have built these bridges with my own two hands If you need one more reason, take this heart and see I am not a question waiting for your belief I have done enough, I am here, I remain Not a trial to endure, not a debt to explain Let the old doubt gather where the old doubts belong I was proving my life; now I’m proving them wrong [Bridge] Keep your ledger, keep your careful inspection Keep the raised eyebrow dressed as protection I know every failure that carried me through I know every hard-won thing I had to undo No, I won’t make a shrine of the things I survived No, I won’t beg a room to admit I’m alive There is nothing left here that I owe to their eyes I can stand in the open and answer: I’m mine [Final Chorus] I have done enough, let the record stand I have built these bridges with my own two hands If you need one more reason, take this heart and see I am not a question waiting for your belief I have done enough, I am here, I remain Not a trial to endure, not a debt to explain Let the old doubt gather where the old doubts belong I was proving my life; now I’m proving them wrong [Outro] Let the record stand Let the whole room know I was never unfinished I was learning to let go
